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Text: Chokehold. Prison Of Hope. Depolation.


Too many questions, not enough answers
No explanation for this sudden disaster
I feel, I know Ive been conditioned to their lies
The thought of these facts have placed fear into my eyes
A disease created to achieve the new world order
Predicted, requested, and deployed
Think, question it
It's just a though but the poof is clear
AIDS was created so we live in fear
Abstain from sex in fear of death
Killing those that they class moral-less
The population has shrunk, the plan has worked
Do you wonder why the government has no concern?
They've targeted the beliefs they want wrecked
Now they watch their fascism take effect