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are the symbols of our fear Show us the end of it is are the echoes of our past But let us end this at last
people in the industries They're statesmen, yes, indeed getting rich while they're selling death Now, you think that's too irresponsible?
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No one when they say That they could control they've made in the face of death
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These are the of our fear Show us the end of it is are the echoes of our past But let us end this at last
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