Left Of Center
Are we a fantasy
Swimming in theocracy
We are far from holy
The wholeness of one
Repeat after me
We lost the key of sight
Now blind, we fear in flight
We are far from love
But silence is golden
Please observe
Fighting your empire
Defending your vampires
Far away, we're going too far
We're bombing your ignorance
Defeating your insolence
Far away, we're going too far
We're going too far
If today I die
And cannot deny
The life that I live for what
I say, not befit myself in time
No time to die or kill (live)
No structures of a pyramid
No train, horses to rise
Surmise my position
My words define
Fighting your empire
Defending your vampires
Far away, we're going too far
We're bombing your ignorance
Defeating your insolence
Far away, we're going too far
We're going too far
We go forward
We go backward
Living, dying
We're dying, we're living
We're living, we're dying
We're crying, we're seeing
We're living, we're breathing
Dying, seeing
Fighting your empire
Defending your vampires
Far away, we're going too far
We're bombing your ignorance
Defeating your insolence
Far away, we're going too far
We're going too far
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