Architect Trepanning For Oil

Every single day I wage war upon everything that you are.

While you sleep at night.

I am wide awake.

Plotting my revenge in my fathers name.

What was it worth.

Was it worth that every drop of blood.

The American dream has become a living nightmare.

All is not lost.

Whats it worth when a pound of flesh is worth its weight in gold.

The American dream has become a living nightmare.

While you sleep at night.

I am wide awake.

All is not lost.
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