| At first denied!
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| At first denied and then opposed with Fervor
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| Resist subsequently, accepted as being Self-evident
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| No One can avoid A thing whose Time has come
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| Emergence of an Idea tear Worldviews apart
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| At first we criticize and then we ideolize
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| Invasive Technology drawn like Moths to Flame
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| Behold the Mighty fall down towards Failure and with the End in Sight they
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| discover
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| Somewhere along the Road they have lost their Cause, their Souls… their Souls
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| Oh, how the Mighty fall down the Spiral
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| Caught in Imitation, our Hearts irrational
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| Reign above all, then to dissolve…
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| …in their Downfall others will take their Place
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| At first denied!
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| At first denied and then opposed with Fervor
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| Resist subsequently, accepted as being true in every Sense
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| Behold the Mighty fall down towards Failure and with the End in Sight they
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| discover
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| Somewhere along the Road they have lost their Cause, their Souls… their Souls
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| Oh, how the Mighty fall down the Spiral
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| (Time-shifting Rhyme spirals on and on)
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| Across this wide Terrain we kill everything, including Ourselves
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| (Time-shifting Rhyme spirals on)
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| Like Moths to the Flame we’re drawn, our Wings ablaze in the Midst of our Flight
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| Weigh my Heart and see, weight of my Burden
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| Humans plagued by programmed Sins through Prayers unanswered
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| I will become the Divine
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| Embrace Temptation to mutate, recreate my Being
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| My Soul mechanized, ultimate Perfection achieved
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| No One can avoid A thing whose Time has come
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| Emergence of an Idea tear Worldviews apart
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| At first we criticize and then we ideolize
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| Invasive Technology drawn like Moths to Flame
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| Yet all the Mighty fall down towards Failure and with the End in Sight they
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| discover
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| Somewhere along the Road they have lost their Cause, their Souls
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| Oh, how the Mighty fall down the Spiral
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| I choose transformation to mutate, recreate my Being
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| Bring modification to erase and replace my Essence now |