The Outside - It's a Campaign

Bleak and desolate
Fortress shining white
Constructing doom
Bones at the wall over ashes of pyre
Reflecting light
Tricked and treasoned
Crawling the land
Toward the gates
Perilous right of the disadvantaged
Creating fate
Break the feeding hand
You have to raze this fertile land
You point and fire your weapons
At the weak
It's a campaign
Against the weak
Campaign
It's a campaign
Break the feeding hand
Whipping up fires across the land
The golden whores shoot their weapons
They are killing the weak

Written by:
Alberto Atalah, Roland Peters

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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