We have split in two factions with each faction split ten times more.
Hoarding power with no way to use it.
As we band together in our gangs and groups
Twenty factions split in to twenty more.
Now we bicker and fight over small trivialities
While higher up your lives are being sold
Piece by piece, hour by hour, decision by decision, and from power to power
Our humanity soon devolves to primal nature
No man can love another
Without being a traitor to the cross
Through splitting and commanding
We have made an anthill
Where not one is happy
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