Pete Rivera

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Survival Of The Fittest

Do you want to know
When I draw the line
In the shadows
Where can it shine?

Mercy me, mercy me
Call to me, call to me

It's time to bury the weak
The frail, the helpless
The meek
It's time to survive the hunt
Cycle of selection
We've won

Oh, we've won
Won the hunt
Someone shine the light
The strong have won
The fight

Everyone follow me out
Shout with me
Shout with me
Someone shine the light

Shine the light
Shine the light
Can you shine the light?
We've won the fight

This time
This time
This time

How can we find
Our disgrace?
Laughing it out
To our face...

Time to bury the weak
The frail, the helpless
The meek
Time to survive the hunt
This cycle of selection
We've won

Submitted: Friday, October 14, 2011
Edited: Saturday, October 15, 2011
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