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Welcome to the new dark ages!
Where cowards live like kings
While children rot in cages
Condemned to suffer for the crime of being born
And politicians preach that only they can save us
From their mistakes
And all the consequences of their failures
Wielding words like weapons in an endless culture war
Every accusation a confession of their true intentions
Banning books and burning pages
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
Something to be feared
And something to be hated
This is how the new dark age begins
And when the lights go out
We shall not see them lit again
A new age of darkness
Has now descended on us
Like a swarm of locusts
Bringing famine and disease
A vicious cycle we seem doomed to repeat
Banning books and burning pages
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
Something to be feared
And something to be hated
This is how the new dark age begins
And in our darkest hour
We'll turn against each other
We'd rather set the world on fire
Than ever face the truth
So beware the death of reason
Herald of the burning season
Banning books and burning pages
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
Something to be feared
And something to be hated
This is how the new dark age begins
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Buyer's Remorse
04:38
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There is a special place in hell reserved for traitors
And betrayers who sell-out their own
Shameless deceivers, sick bottom feeders
Buying their way into power
Behind the throne
Money always speaks with silver tongues
Whispering its sweet, seductive song
And even the virtuous cannot resist for too long
Dragging them down with the back-stabbers, blood-suckers, boot-lickers
Those who have no honour and no shame
To the highest bidder goes the blame
You made a deal, and bet your life
Signed and sealed it's time to pay the price
You claimed the rise
Now own the fall
It's time for you to pay the price
Once and for all
You got what you wanted
Now you'll get what you deserve
What did you ask for
Caveat emptor
Beware buyer's remorse
You claimed the rise, now own the fall
It's time to pay the piper
You named your price, and sold your soul
For thirty bits of silver
Liar
Traitor
Judas
It's time to pay for what you've done
You claimed the rise
Now own the fall
It's time for you to pay the price
Once and for all
You got what you wanted
Now you'll get what you deserve
What did you ask for
Caveat emptor
Beware buyer's remorse
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Misinfodemic
03:50
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A lie goes round the world
Before the truth is even heard
Spreading like a virus
Stoking doubt, provoking violence
Sowing suspicion and planting the seeds
Until we don't know who we can trust
Or what to believe
We're all connected
We all consume
We're all infected
No-one is immune
And as the lie takes root
It will supplant the truth
Over-writing and corrupting
Everything
Overwhelming information has become the new contagion
Now there is no chance for separation
Of the signal from the noise
We're all connected
We all consume
We're all infected
No-one is immune
We're all addicted to
Our viral feed
We're all afflicted by
This modern-day disease
A modern plague, for a modern age
There is no cure, there is no escape
Transmission
Infection
Replication
Spread
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Beyond Grace Nottingham, UK
Cerebral, crushing, cathartic Death Metal.
BEWARE
THE
DEATH
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