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This is our reality, our sarcastic state We learn new religion, a religion of hate Because of the shadows in which we depend Our tormented lives never end Obscured Obscured All right Born out of ignorance still here we lie Death growing closer as time slips by Cold black stone, with blood at our feet Should we accept that we are weak? Obscured Obscured Obscured Obscured You rip away our independence We can cope without you Alone are we in our death sentence In dependence we will do Silence of the masses Silence of the masses Ignorance teaches to admit inferior To follow an icon, a construct superior Listen to use, freedom is the right A vision beyond this barren sight Obscured Obscured Obscured Obscured Obscured