| Drifting further down beyond the spiral
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| Agony is leading me across this
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| Viral platelet-activated mask
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| Mentally executing all this dormant side
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| Wiping out the coldness in one fucking slide —
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| All this would be a bitter task
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| What will it be when all turns neon & black
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| When we tumble down & the walls will crack
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| So where is your master, your idol, your guide
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| The hybrid tech Messiah’s gonna crush & collide
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| Having seen the scenes through fragile memories
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| Never will forget the so-called prophecies
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| That should fulfill one day, some time
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| Velvet filth devours the jungle of perception
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| All that remains will be a cold deception
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| Blinding me & you with warmth
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| You try to hide in welkin velvet
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| Where you seek forgiveness, painful honesty
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| The dreams you dread recovered in your mind
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| So face your destiny 'cause you cannot rewind
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| The tasteless wonders, the sky-high deep
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| Screams you’ll remember in your dead-end-sleep
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| Generations have failed again
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| The struggle — for survival — a stupid aim
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| Save the last dance for the morning
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| After all has been erased
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| There’s a shadow without warning
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| All our thoughts have been defaced |