Fallen Praetor

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[Verse 1] What does a megalomaniac who has it all Crave in his dreams, in his sleep? How could he want more - than every thing? Does he dream of riches or is it of conquest? The idea of taking it all In his name, for his greed [Verse 2] As they pull the blindfold over our eyes We still hear them up in the skies Dropping fire, to scrub the memory of you and me [Chorus] We are fed through the conveyor belts of their industry Like bullets, like cattle, helplеssly witnessing our end We arе fed through the conveyor belts of their industry Like bullets, like cattle, helplessly witnessing our end [Bridge] As we watch them pave our lands Deforesting the place we called home Making roads for their vehicles To transport their economy of wastefulness Mechanizing Flattening me Wrought with disease Blanket of weeds Cracking grounds beneath our feet Laying pipe and circuitry Transforming our villages into Mechanical digestive systems Mechanizing Flattening me Wrought with --- [Instrumental break] [Chorus] We are fed through the conveyor belts of their industry Like bullets, like cattle, helplessly witnessing our end We are fed through the conveyor belts of their industry Like bullets, like cattle, helplessly witnessing our end We are fed through the conveyor belts of their industry Like bullets, like cattle, helplessly witnessing our end
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