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Fear Is Our Tradition - Ignite
The deformation of this land
That I hold dear
The fornication of our rights
Forgotten
Fit the mold or at odds be damned
Fear is our tradition
Rise from the sheep we are
Face your destination
Or be predetermined
We'll find our own way out
Trust the plain and simple minds
So moronic
Feel the knife inside our backs
Still thrusting
Sheltered eyes
See blind
Fear is our tradition
Rise from the sheep we are
Face your destination
Or be predetermined
We'll find our own way out
Seek the truth
Or pay the price
Turn off the box
Think for yourself
Hang from your mind
Within your cell
Remember what it's like to care
Bring about change
Fear is our tradition
Fear is our tradition
Rise from the sheep we are
Face your destination
Or be predetermined
We'll find our own way out
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We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark.
I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them,
I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period.
 
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
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