blinded tied up left to drown in the dark oblivious scars are your grand work of art reaching out two hands searching for solace in vain an illusion a play nothing left to retain take it at face value don t get a means to an end a dishonorable oath to serve and protect the hand that feeds drops harder as time passes by a power trip fueled by mass control crimes a badge won t justify reaching excuses marks oblivious man blind corrupt opinions you ve got no leg to stand deny oppress you don t know that it s wrong blur the lines we re quick to put the blame on minority lives to justify the end of authorities crime the hand that once fed safety is now wrapped around our necks feel security fade justice decays corrupt words wrapped in fucking gold reaper dressed in blue your souls already sold a crooked institution past due to collapse eyes are open wide and you can t escape the past
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