| He awakes, lying on a table
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| Bright lights, burning my eyes
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| Staring face, of a man in a dark cloud
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| Informing me of the ever profound
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| I asked, the question
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| His voice confirms
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| What happened before?
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| Who knows, who lies
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| Who knows that I am still alive?
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| Two to sin, and one to die
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| This is where the problem lies
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| The cycle of the hands,
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| On the clock will circle two more times
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| (Despite a plea of grand)
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| New Experiment
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| Playing God, with a twist of fate
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| New Experiment,
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| It’s all in the new experiment
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| Cheated into to a certain fate
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| The ones who have past
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| Will be brought back in Only to be sent,
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| Back up the hill again
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| For the last time,
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| It appears to be sure
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| Regardless of the scene
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| Nothing is pure,
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| I asked, the question,
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| Am I the first one?
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| Or were there ones before?
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| They told me, no worries,
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| I’m the one who opened up the door?
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| One to die and two sin
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| This is where it all begins,
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| Spinning thoughts
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| That is in my head,
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| Many things are left unsaid,
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| New Experiment
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| Playing God, with a twist of fate
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| New Experiment,
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| It’s all in the new experiment
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| Cheated into to a certain fate |