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Correct Song Of Courage Lyrics
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Walking Dead On Broadway
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Correct Song Of Courage
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We are disorder But we are the forces of peace We are the healers But we are your lethal disease We are not puppets nor intrudors We're the children you have born from the womb of your rule You fed us up with a truth That was even worse than the lies You put the rations on shortage While you‘re commanding your boundless desires Solemn, definite and parental you deliver your sermons Your mouth spills mercy on end But your bloodstained hands give us vermin You cannot understand us Because you don‘t understand yourself We have decided to let go of our fear For can we even remember how long it locked us in here? We are no longer afraid of your vengeance It is just a symbol of your misunderstanding us We're not the intrudors We are flesh from your flesh We are disorder But we are the forces of peace We are the healers But we are your lethal disease Go This is not a treachery This is a revolution This ain't an intrigue We just end your seclusion Allign – this is a time of reprieve There's more to this than we were taught to believe In our conceit We're not the intrudors We are the children from your womb Dispossessing the rulers And their machinations of doom There is no company Between your and our destiny Your calculus and reason are insanity You have the countenance of an enemy You can‘t understand us You‘re misunderstanding us Because you don't understand yourself We are here to receive your resignment You'll see the truth when your struggle is lost In between privation and wealth You do not understand yourself Because you do not understand us You'll see the truth when your struggle is lost This is not a treachery This is a revolution This ain't an intrigue We just end your seclusion Allign – this is a time of reprieve There's more to this than we were taught to believe Those who do not move will have forgotten their chains And take their discontent into their graves Into their graves
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