| Behold the artifacts of old
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| You never saw their virgin glance
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| Held in creating hands unknown
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| Exposed to oxidation, slow disintegration leaving trace (corroding for all days)
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| Anything shining bright today
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| Will undergo this certain decay
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| How many ages have to come and go until we know all we create has to fade?
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| When the never still assembly line subsides to shine what will remain?
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| Now it is the same old tale again
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| The egoistic fail to see it’s not their private history
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| Once caught by this seduction
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| Follows deconstruction of our world (and millions lie unheard)
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| Anyone breathing light today
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| Will undergo this certain decay
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| How many ages have to come and go until we know all we create has to fade?
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| When the never still assembly line subsides to shine what will remain?
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| No machinery (we pave)
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| And no HDD (our way)
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| Was ever built to spin eternally (…liquid crystal dismay…)
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| In the tombs of stone (beyond)
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| Any servant drone (below)
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| Is just a remnant found beneath the bone (beneath the bone)
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| How many ages have to come and go until we know all we create has to fade?
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| When the never still assembly line subsides to shine what will remain? |