Last Empty Tradition

Loyal to the shapes they delineate
 Intolerance the marrow of their poetry
 Abject borrowed luxury
 Cenotaphs pledged to daughters still living
 Engraved in the foul script of disregard
 Uncaring blind marriage to disrepair
 Hollow architects plying frameworks
 Built to author our bondage to sorrow
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 Broadcast the unfettered parlance of distance
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 Through the airwaves
 Impregnable to the fangs of the venomous
 Emblazoned shield and tempered steel
 To bleed those who have sworn oaths to subjugate
 Everything with a beating heart
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 Last empty tradition
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 Last empty tradition
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 Demand restitution for their courtship with autocracy
 That exhumes and rekindles old enmity
 Smoldering in the eyes of their sons
 When their parapets crumble
 They will not be acquitted
 Yet their blood will not stain our hands
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 Shatter entire mythologies
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 Bearing armaments of impulse
 And no heart closed to the want of another
 And no shape without movement