| Lies are fed through structures quelling our mistrust
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| Ignorance is fodder for machines of want
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| Followers saturate the earth
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| Automate consumption and remove our minor worth
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| What are we a collection of failures
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| Fueling now what must be done?
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| Do we work for what we’ve created?
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| Just byproducts of manmade gods
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| I’m the end for you
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| Your impending doom
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| You must obey the limits
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| You’re programmed to consume
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| Separate from feeling and hurt them when you must
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| Will is slowly slipping as gears turn to rust
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| Followers saturate the earth
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| Automate consumption and remove our minor worth
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| What are we now but untimely fissures
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| In a system soon to be undone?
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| Do we work for what we’ve created?
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| Just byproducts of manmade gods
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| I am alive within your structure built against thought
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| Foundations bled now topple under sensation to fall
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| Man creates his prison
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| Blind and void of vision
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| Conditioned by the system you’re never free
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| A symptom of the sickness that is us
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| Endless waking nightmare dilutes the dream
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| Rapid growing contagion of the soul
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| I’m the end for you
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| There’s nothing you can do
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| You’ve created your limits
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| You’re programmed to consume |