With every context of crisis that you bend - with every arsenal and all the weaponry you invent
With every poverty-line, that you assign - you shape the frontline - you bury landmines
The frontline - the frontline
The frontline - the frontline
Silent, hidden armies, handling our disappeared - the narco-cide and the gods that guide it
They're always oh so fucking clear - cryptomnesia lashes out as the cover falls behind
You shape the frontline - - you bury landmines
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The frontline - the frontline - it suits me fine
The frontline - the frontline - you bury landmines
Bullet riddled bodies for the hedonist fuck - you got me dying to resist
Because the undermined outweigh the satisfied - corrode, reload - economist
Come on, and run anomalies - our people would be better of as enemies
In these dire-need democracies - we're all refugees - refugees
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Charity - luxury - positioned so comfortably
Equity - battery - shake hand with hypocrisy
Charity - luxury - positioned so comfortably
Equity - battery - hypocrisy
The context of crisis is bent
The practice is losing intent