The machine is out there churning away
Slowly asserting it's power over the people
You think you have a choice
You don't
The machine conforms
It destroys individualism
It destroys Idealism
You must bend to what it wants
Sunflowers
Sunflowers in the field Standing tall Standing still Like guards keeping watch Over the farm And it's flock
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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