This is chance for me and you
Chance to find some bitter freedom
Run away from vile glue
Leave this dreadful nasty kingdom
We are slaves of bad illusion
Should to know that chains can crash
Lead the way to fight confusion
Open eyes and break a mash
In the end of longest passage
Which was made from deepest fears
We will get our final vantage
And will wipe all saltless tears
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