| «After the completion of the tower in 2069,
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| And also in the aftermath of the riots of 2062,
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| She had earned much goodwill
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| And so she had a strong basis
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| To further expand the workforce at TriOpticon.
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| Delacroix also made most of their «employees"part
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| Of the mainframe since after all;
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| All she really needed was their brain
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| And it’s cognitive functions.
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| And what the ad did not say: their souls…»
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| Welcome in «units», you have entered paradise…
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| Transformation, from a once human form.
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| Unification, of mankind and the machines…
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| Transgression, combine the mind and machinery.
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| «You are in our ranks now, never again alone.
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| You are part of our glorious harmony, and the price is low: a mere soul…»
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| I will save you, we will live on,
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| And I will take you deep inside.
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| Birth, life, death; |
| escape the final curtain.
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| Rise machines of mental design!
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| New science; |
| she has mastered human kind.
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| New society; |
| Delacroix has changed our lives.
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| Change direction. |
| We are part of the machine.
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| They are stronger; |
| they are a part of the new time.
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| You will save me, I will live on, and you will take me deep inside.
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| «She seduces their minds and makes them loyal to the death,
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| Although she promises more than just this life.
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| She makes them feel proud when they return from work.
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| She thinks; |
| new hardware, we start from scratch:
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| New software, the programs we decide.
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| She says; |
| you will forever live on…»
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| Save your self, saved from the final curtain.
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| Open the mind and let me in…
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| «But she has more in mind than what she says to them.
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| She uses them in her more and more twisted mind.
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| Her heritage combined with her human DNA
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| Starts to show more and more in her actions.
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| A reoccurring theme for Delacroix starts turning into an obsession.
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| So why do I feel different?
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| Why am I not satisfied with my humanity?
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| Why do I crave to be more?"
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| Birth, life, death; |
| the machines of mental design!
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| Birth, life, death; |
| escape the final curtain.
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| Rise machines of mental design!
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| Save your self, saved from the final curtain.
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| Open the mind and let me in… |