| Created weakness for the numbers on the board
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| Absurd amount of things, obsolete creation
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| The lust for always more, indulgence in hunger
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| A greed for power, the demon needs to feed
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| From cradle you’ve been taught how to rule and conquer
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| The Devil smiling, no, this isn’t real
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| Black vultures in the mist approaching, now closer
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| The end is coming, we’ll take it from there
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| A message goes to all the souls
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| To all those staying, face turned to the ground
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| All you hold the key to infinite power
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| That has always been here and forever
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| Every time you step out, raise your voice
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| Resurrected from the ground
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| Designed for failure
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| Behold the waste is burnt to the ground
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| Face down and broken
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| We dedicate our essence to this game
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| No better time, let’s dream on, wish for better
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| You’re on an elevated sense of greater
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| These engines, power crushing down
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| One day we’ll wake up from this absolute nonsense
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| A star long worshipped will burn in the red
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| Disused and empty shell, icon of an old world
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| Conscience awakened, we’ll take it from there |