| Wet wires circled around your neck
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| Sewn into the vision you forsake
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| And as you clear the fog around me
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| You’ll find a new obscurity
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| A requiem for the initiative
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| A charge to keep against all which is offensive
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| Upgrading amok, as luxuries breed
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| Technological fumble in immortal speed
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| A vow of obedience is programmed in a card
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| I play the last of options, and the final note is hard
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| The random lights and cryptic writing spell the coming end
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| Of all that is humane, and what you’ll never understand
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| By the future you once own
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| Stolen by the neon pantheon
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| You’ve divided and you conquered well
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| Led every single brain to fail
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| The engines of comfort moan with a sigh
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| As another victim falls prey to their lie
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| Unreachable memories of days long past
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| In a giant machine never built to last |