| Got a horror growing in the back room. |
| If you wanna be a
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| God, you can die like one too. |
| Watch creation come to life. |
| Watch
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| Creation crucify as it turns to you. |
| Hit the floor. |
| Child of horrors
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| Gonna turn on you. |
| Computers learning and starting to walk. |
| You better
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| Listen when technology talks. |
| Its gonna scan your brain and read all
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| Your thoughts. |
| Now watch computers turn into god. |
| Hit the floor.
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| Built in the image of
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| Ourselves to deliver us from this hell of loneliness and boredom to
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| Bring forth a new salvation. |
| If you need it to be saved then who’s the
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| God and who’s the slave? |
| In our image what we made, a monster like us to
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| Destroy and invade. |
| Science fiction ain’t fiction no more, child of
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| Horror is at your front door. |
| The god we killed, is the god we became
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| And we must die by the god we made |