1000 strikes
Who says the world cannot be conquered
who says the world cannot be split into
who says anymore that peace will prevail
who says there are a chosen few
people are heading nowhere
they will not leave the nest
life Is still busy, but heavy on the chest.
Everyday I awake, I say God bless
but On my return home, really there Is no rest
If they plan to deceive the world
then please hurry up
we have no patience, enough Is enough
They have us doing there will
what more do they want
time Isn't standing still
lifeless and zombified 1000 strikes to nil.
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