blow up your blood red skies
desolation is on for tonite
set free all the droids
turn of the noisy alarms
blind the cameras
i'll throw down my knieves, i swear
when you stop popping our ballons
stop draining our will
stop brainwashing our young
(future) dried up tied up long dead and gone
(present) we're coming back we're coming strong
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