O' Prophets Of The Devil
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You just roam freely
Enjoys the power
Bestowed by the so called "Democracy"
Fooling around
Making great friendship
With you counterparts
And pat each other's
For their successes
What will you achieve in the end?
This mortal body will perish
And your soul will be restless
You shall be with the outcast
All your glories will become dust
And your achievements will rust
Let leave and let live.
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