The
line of shadows
Along
the corridor of power
They
don't seek the light
They
know what they will become
Under
the walls of darkness
They
will seek their own fate
They
sealed it with bad intentions
The
world of corruption and greed
No
doubt they play along
The
semblance of truth for a price
The
religious fervour they ring
It
is always empty drum without beats
The
line of shadows
The
camouflage of the truth
The
people know the intentions
They
want to plunder for their own
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