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At the very beginning of my birth
I was born into this curse
Given a number in the system
A brand new victim

See it was implemented in 1935
Way before I took my first breath or opened an eye
Not even given a choice
To make any noise

The next time
I will raise my voice high
When "they" try to implant the "new deal"
I will express how I feel

For now I wait
For the coming debate
Fear of security
Quickly spreading the anxiety

Fear of terrorist?
How did it come to this?
Fear is faith contaminated
Blinding eyes becoming sedated

Just another way to control
To watch our every move unfold
What are "they" so scared of?
Empty and devoid of love?

I have nothing to hide
From "their" all seeing eye
But "their" chip will not go under my skin
For I know it as a sin

I am already watched every day
For my Father knows every word I say
I tell the Truth and do not lie
This "mark" I will not take, I'd rather die

Revelation 13:16-17 And he causeth all,
both small and great,
rich and poor, free and bond,
to receive a mark in their right hand,
or in their foreheads:
And that no man might buy or sell,
save he that had the mark,
or the name of the beast,
or the number of his name.

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