[bad word]  
Here I am with my empire, I'll bring you to your knees 
Ebb and flow with my desire, 'cos its all that you've been taught to be 

Yeah I'm the [bad word] son of what's been [bad word]  
And again we plant the seed 
So place your fork to mouth, eat, consume, be proud of what I let you see 
'Cos we've made quite sure you can never leave 

 [bad word]  

I speak you throw parades, ignore the sense of rage welling up inside 
Pay no mind to what we do 'cos we'll sell it all to you in modern luxuries 
And we've made quite sure you believe you're free 

 [bad word]  

From the cradle to the grave we try not to be saved from what we own
For next to nothing spent turn your dollars into cents 
Fighting for the right to die alone 
(Just believe. Believe you're free) 
('Cos you're on your own) It doesn't matter, just be sure that this is our empire, this is war. 
Forgotten heroes, chessboard roles to make you think you're something more, but you're on your own! 

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