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Yaphet kotto
A will to survive shackled and silent.
Oppressive self-religion holds us back.
Token hands close tightly around necks.
Neglecting those which would impair them.
Each chosen word burns through my heart.
Complacent standards torn apart.
But there's not room left for ignorance
Who's held, legs prone to movement, all torn apart
Who's held back us.
Oppressive self-religion holds us back.
Token hands close tightly around necks.
Neglecting those which would impair them.
Each chosen word burns through my heart.
Complacent standards torn apart.
But there's not room left for ignorance
Who's held, legs prone to movement, all torn apart
Who's held back us.
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