I am a nation of one, you are a nation of many
Thus making you divisible and subject to me
I hold in my right hand three angels so tightly
Ride out of the dark to light that's too bright to see
And I feel and I see and I change a willingness for atrocity
I fry snowblind
Sometimes I can't see a thing
Bad grip slip face down
This is nothing new to me
One without sun
One without shadow
One without anger is one who's not whole
I am a nation of one, you are a nation of many
Thus making you divisible and subject to me
I hold in my right hand three angels so tightly
Ride out of the darkness but the cop can't catch me
And I see and I change and I feel a willingness for atrocity
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