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Thots Otep

Thots - Otep
Nothings changed
The senates still corrupt
And the emporer remains insane

And everyday
Is a new strain of slaughter

Supply lines are less protected
Evil on all sides

I can smell the death on your flesh
-- creeping in

Trapped within the twisting fingers of fear
And all i see is you
And all i see is you

That face
Those eyes
Burning like leprosy

I can see u there
Poisoning the air

Prostituting Nationalism
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