The dust ain't even settled, from the fire in the sky, We're walking on their broken dreams, beneath a watchful eye! This ain't no fucking victory lap, no moment for the weak, Just tactical survival, from the truths the ashes speak! They thought they owned the blueprint, the future in their hand, Now we're scratching out new lines, across this scarred-up land! Every brick a bloody memory, every beam a defiant sound, We're building from the wreckage, with our feet on sacred ground! The whispers of the old ways, they still infest the air, Scheming in the shadows, a corporate nightmare there! But we got eyes on every corner, ears to every street, For the parasitic bastards, plotting their retreat! No more divide and conquer, that old, tired fucking game, We learned their dirty lessons, and carved a new, unified name! From shattered screens to real talk, we're reclaiming every zone, The seeds of their destruction, were ultimately self-sown! This ain't about revenge, just righteous consequence, A new damn social contract, built on our common sense! The algorithms are dismantled, the data banks are purged, Every single lie they peddled, from history is surged! We're writing down the chapters, of a future unforged, With the sweat of the survivors, finally unburdened, urged! To never drop the guard, to never compromise, The revolution's promise, reflected in our eyes! So let the new drums thump, a rhythm strong and deep, A covenant with freedom, the promises we keep! No more of their damn puppet strings, no master to command, Just the power of the people, with purpose in their hand! We'll raise our voices louder, than their crumbling, hollow cries, This is the fucking blueprint, under these new skies! The war ain't truly over, the fight forever stands, But the future's in our making, across these liberated lands!
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