| The path of which acedia becomes fertile
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| Demolition is now reborn
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| The vast obsession to network all minds into one mold
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| One collection
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| The path of which the prize is endless
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| Glory is infinite filth, hypocrisy
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| Wrath, malice, vengeance are programmed in us all
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| As drones built for war
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| Our eyes, never intended for sight
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| Enhanced by the sinister corruption
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| The gift to envision a world obliged in dreams and fantasy
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| Then watch it all burn down
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| Start with the sky, set it ablaze
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| Evolution falls into extinction
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| Repetition, flesh will always decay
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| Rot
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| The natural course is crumbling
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| We must now become machine
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| The path of which all life grows dim
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| Infiltrate and destroy
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| Enhanced sinister corruption
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| Mechanically decomposing the flesh, catastrophe complete
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| Enhanced sinister corruption
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| We are now part of this machine |