| Exiled in absentia / Left to
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| Overwhelmed, undermined / Rot in
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| Carrion call to war / The sun
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| Sigil of hell, Blistering soil
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| Crucified for ideals / Or less
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| Just like before
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| Benevolent blasphemy / Usurped
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| Lord of the realm
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| Feeding the one / Sycophant
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| To the rest
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| Gouging hierarchical prose from our history
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| Taming a land by the knife
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| A hawk among lesser birds
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| Plans within plans to advance
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| Dynamic principles
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| Persistent faults consequence
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| World that is about to fall
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| I am a shepherd of worms yet to come
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| The keeper of an ever vacant throne
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| We cannot win
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| Untrodden paths
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| We bite the hand that feeds us
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| With no control and no command
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| We bow our heads in failure
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| Prophetic spectacles that led us on
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| Journeys of introspection
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| Who we are
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| Slaves to the processes with no control (x2)
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| We cannot win
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| Untrodden paths
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| We bite the hand that feeds us
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| With no control and no command
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| We bow our heads in failure
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| Determinate plans fed for centuries
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| Cultivating to wrest the power of global demand
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| From indifferent mechanisms
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| Regardless of our intervention
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| The elements revolt and wipe away
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| Every shred of humanity
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| Just to replace and repopulate
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| And once again the wheel continues to spin
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| In the deep chasmatic void of the mind
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| There exists a pervasive need to impart a logical world
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| But the world in which our consciousness must behold and beyond
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| Is an endless expanse beyond a logical core
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| A last thought in passing
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| What holds sway to nature
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| As his planet killed him
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| Was accident and error |