| Voices keep telling me
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| I’ve created a savage, a demon, a friend
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| Dehumanized experiment fulfilling my needs
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| Reviving the dead as I please
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| Something’s gone wrong, the beast apprehends
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| Absolute horror and hate
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| The error of mine was a cross hybrid mind
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| Transplanted straight to his head
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| Prototype, death machine
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| Born to a word of aversion
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| Locked in a dungeon I stay
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| No one will ever be ready
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| As science takes it’s place
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| Foolish and mad is what I’ve been called
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| Why betray my own kind?
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| To build a machine stronger than Crong
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| Take them down
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| In cover of darkness I dig through the night
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| The sweat stains the collar and hand
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| Exhuming the bodies of nine separate graves
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| Seeking specific remains
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| The moonlight reveals the 9th halfbreed corpse
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| I saw off a limb and a head
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| The error of mine was a cross hybrid mind
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| Summoned by pick and by spade
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| Prototype, death machine
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| Born to a word of aversion
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| Locked in a dungeon I stay
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| No one will ever be ready
|
| As science takes it’s place
|
| Prototype, death machine
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| Is my only chance
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| To bring the parasite down
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| Prototype, death machine
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| Inferior to you
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| You will bring them to shame
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| Collapse of civilization
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| The plague of the parasitic death
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| Rumors of the last scientist building a cure
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| That would end the Crong and restore the world
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| Voices keep telling me
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| I’ve created a savage, a demon, a fiend
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| Dehumanized experiment on Crong it will feed
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| Taking the elite to it’s knees
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| The planet’s subjection will soon all be mine
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| Doubting has chosen their fate
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| The error of mine was a cross hybrid mind
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| Transplanted straight to his head
|
| Born to a word of aversion
|
| Locked in a dungeon I stay
|
| No one will ever be ready
|
| As science takes it’s place
|
| Prototype, death machine
|
| Is my only chance
|
| To bring the parasite down
|
| Prototype, death machine
|
| Inferior to you
|
| You will bring them to shame
|
| Collapse of civilization
|
| The plague of the parasitic death
|
| Rumors of the last scientist building a cure
|
| That would end the Crong and restore the world |