They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses (Doses of Trickery)
They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses
These were preplanned goal and guess what, now they're winning
Grinning, all the way to the bank and we only have ourselves to thank
For that needle and that tank
And those high rank sociopaths we have in Office
Mafia Governments run by Mafia Bosses
Whether Crescent Moons or Crosses, we're all taking losses
Every single one of us from the hardest to the softest
We did not speak
When they came for the Jews
We did not speak
When they came for Palestine
We did not speak
Now they're coming for us, and we're divided and weak
We did not speak
When they came for India
We did not speak
When they came for Iraq
We did not speak
Now they're coming for us, and we're divided and weak
They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses (Doses of Hatred)
They keep on lining up for more doses
They keep on lining up for more doses
Poetry: Kounter Kulture
Music: Sol Messiah
Outro: Dr. Robert Malone
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