| A blue horizon ends behind a condiment.
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| That feasts a specimen of digital demons in the free.
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| I see a system of electricity.
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| Connect the deviltry implanted to the human breed.
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| His digital word spreads through the wire,
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| Towards the magical horizon.
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| No one knows what happens on that early morning;
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| A light of day that never came to be?
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| The frequent fire will sentence you all,
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| And in your misery repenting at command.
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| Now you are my religion, I’m changing the truth.
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| Heaven or hell; |
| which will fall?
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| His digital word spreads through the wire;
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| «Your soul and mind belong to me»,
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| Towards the magical horizon.
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| No one knows what happens on that early morning;
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| A light of day that never came to be?
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| His frequence in flesh is giving him all his affection.
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| Preparing a virus at night,
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| Now it will conquer, infringe, it will rule.
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| In the hall of electrical fire,
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| Eerie visions, rough design;
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| The city of chrome.
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| Electrified they see his face
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| Burning up with rage.
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| This is war.
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| How can we go wrong?
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| I leave my faith in you.
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| And for All the world that night, in deceit,
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| The beast is up streaming through the lines.
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| Burrows on the ground this night, the beast is retrieving his flesh at the site.
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| Dance with me, we will leave the world in flames.
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| The devil said: this is our understanding;
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| Do these atrocities, and hell shall be.
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| A field of monsters that grows into a regiment,
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| The evil operates on how to tweak the world to be.
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| I see a zip file extract it’s consciousness.
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| It’s growing malcontent is threatening all that man once made.
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| His digital word spreads through the wire;
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| Your soul and mind belong to me Towards the magical horizon.
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| No one knows what happens on that early morning;
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| A light of day that never came to be.
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| Came to be… is it real? |