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Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.
Mr. Sutler I presume? You drove me to your death camps You used me for your experiments because I was unfit to live And in a blaze of fire and blood I returned
I lost everything I had, My memories, my name, my identity So I took the name you gave me 5, V I made my own identity, and idea not a man for no man could carry out such a vendetta, a vengence never seen before.
Twenty years Mr. Sutler, twenty years Killing your foolish little minions Making it look like an accedent And soon my revolution will be complete and the people will be free of your kind all together Freedom,, forever.
