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I prayed everday while I was stuck in this hole
But no god ever came to save my soul
I was conflicted in beliefs I was scared of the
wrath
Locked in this cell no questions asked
P.O.W. my jugular bled, they spent eleven fucking
years trying
to drill in my head
P.O.W. I spit on your crown, they spent eleven
fucking years
slowly breakin me down
P.O.W. I'd rather be dead, then spend eleven
fucking years
with you drilling my head
P.O.W. I spit on your crown, they spent eleven
fucking years
slowly breakin me down
I was too young to be in your crusade
I should have had a choice but it was yours to
make
I'm no longer sane I'll never be the same
One more year I'll put a bullet in my brain
Water and bread, you could never starve me
Did what you said, you could never change me
Know your stealth, you'll never win
Now lets drink to my health
Here's to all the fallen souls
No law, no god, no government saw
The deception and depletion of my life force gone
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