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Fell from grace
They clipped your wings
Cast to Earth
A cursed being
No reverence
To the reign of Kings
No bowing down
To the golden ring
Ripped apart
At the seams
Tell your gods
Tell your kings
We'll not commit
To their offerings
Jester's words
Have no meaning
We'll not submit
To their tyranny
No control
Of our misery
Brought ancient knowledge
To all mankind
Defied your god
Opened our minds
Called it Blasphemy
From an evil mind
Called it Heresy
Of the rarest kind
Conjured up
By corrupted lies
Tell your gods
Tell your kings
We'll not commit
To their offerings
Jester's words
Have no meaning
We'll not submit
To their tyranny
No control
Of our misery
No kings to rule
Our destiny
Tell your gods
Tell your kings
We'll not commit
To their offerings
Jester's words
Have no meaning
We'll not submit
To their tyranny
No control
Of our misery
No kings to rule
Our destiny