| Greed induced infection
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| Flesh — No more of this world
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| Sterile state of reproduction
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| I’m the one not asleep
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| I’m the one not asleep
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| Poison hits the surface, nfection
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| Blinded us, deep down to the roots of our eyes
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| A population that worships greed;
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| Hungry anthill carrying the corpse
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| Of the baby god
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| Son betrayed, new father has control
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| To lead the cattle
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| Bred for slavery
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| Poison hits the surface, assimilation
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| We learned to feed on the baby corpse
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| Swept away
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| By sleep consumed, corrupted spirit
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| Fear of God
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| Fear of God
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| Consume and sleep
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| In cages we procreate
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| We spread the disease
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| Our fate
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| We won’t betray our sorrow and hate
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| Behold the legions of wired
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| Servant worms for the lords
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| Follow the rules, procreate asleep
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| Newborn acolyte of the light
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| Follow the rules and everything will work
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| My son
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| Awareness annihilated, the new form of slavery
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| Running in the circles of greed, selfish state of trance
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| Indifference is the plague
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| The mind is pierced, the thirst is pleased
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| Faith feeds the mouths submitted
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| We kiss and spread the disease, trembling lips of
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| Poison to procreate
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| From birth to death, their hand
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| It’s warm, still on our shoulder
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| Impulse redirected, a growing wall separates us A poisoned mind eroded,
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| simulated grace
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| Fulfills emptiness
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| Consume and sleep, the circle is complete
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| Consume and sleep |