| This is the dawning of a new inception
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| The generating of a warped perfection
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| The paradigm is shining — no exception
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| Truth is a lie — a spit in the eye
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| The scope of what is real now fast eroding
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| Cause and effect — a fairytale imploding
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| A clap of thunder
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| And the storm’s approaching
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| Come in from the rain
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| Pulling the strings — smashing our wings
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| Striking us down
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| Now there’s no turning back
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| This venomous sting — end of all things
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| Burns in the night
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| And shifts the palest grey to endless black
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| Paranoia’s like a burning fuse
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| Yet it’s the only tool we want to use
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| A revocation of the right to choose
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| The game of a snake with so much at stake
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| Clutch your weapons out of desperation
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| Lead the numbered to extermination
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| You’re one step closer to annihilation
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| Addicted to the pain
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| Cast the first stone and smite the weak
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| It’s all too easy now to make them break
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| Raging bullets tear through flesh
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| A bloody battlefield
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| And one by one they learn
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| The price now paid for every past mistake
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| Pulling the strings — smashing our wings
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| Striking us down
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| Now there’s no turning back
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| This venomous sting — end of all things
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| Burns in the night
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| And shifts the palest grey to endless black
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| There is no escape from inside this hell
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| If you want to live to see another day
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| Then heed my words
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| Palest grey to endless black |