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Shame

from EP III by Thieves

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A stain, disgrace, a black mark

They died in their shining cocoons, huddled together for warmth
Their skin pressed into the concrete, a mylar shroud ‘round their necks

Welcome ye to the sunset gates
Your shackles wait past the golden door
Behold the horrors wrought by our people
The wretched refuse of our teeming shore
We stand resigned, with silent lips
Drowned out by the shrieking horde
In this land we punish the weak
Our cages wait for the tired, the poor

A stain, disgrace, a black mark

Torn from their family’s arms, embraced by the bone chilling cold
Locked away to be forgotten, some never to return

Welcome ye to the sunset gates
Your shackles wait past the golden door
Behold the horrors wrought by our people
The wretched refuse of our teeming shore
We stand resigned, with silent lips
Drowned out by the shrieking horde
In this land we punish the weak
Our cages wait for the tired, the poor

A stain, disgrace, a black mark

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from EP III, released June 6, 2021

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