It's been around for a thousand years
And it'll be here for plenty more
It is the face hidden in disgrace
That has become now an open sore

It is a False Messiah
It is the face of pain
The bringer of the bittersweet
The heretic insane

Take my scars
Thre - they stay - the same

So c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
We gotta wake up
You don't know you're right
Your right from wrong
We gotta wake up

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