| Through the broken seams
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| Manufactured dreams
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| Connected with the light
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| Circuitry in the sky
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| Underneath the lines that cross
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| A logic gate deceives
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| Holographic hue emanating
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| The world you believe
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| Rain down the fire above 'cause we have had enough
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| Deploying the silent artillery
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| The binary chemicals will be ephemeral
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| To the reaction mass you will receive
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| And we’ll take control
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| As you lose it all
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| Cut the umbilical, returning from digital
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| Life in the dust
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| A consciousness awakes
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| From a dormant state
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| Optic strobes invade
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| The blindness of the shade
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| A violent light erasing what
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| Was once the darkest place
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| Giving birth, a new beginning
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| The physical awa-a-a-a-aits-s-s----s
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| Rain down the fire above 'cause we have had enough
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| Deploying the silent artillery
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| The binary chemicals will be ephemeral
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| To the reaction mass you will receive
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| And we’ll take control
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| As you lose it all
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| Cut the umbilical, returning from digital
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| Life in the dust
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| Destroy it all, lay waste to the landscape
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| You used to know and blacken the rivers
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| That used to flow inside your soul
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| And you’re running out of time
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| Destroy it all, lay waste to the landscape
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| You used to know and blacken the rivers
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| That used to flow inside your soul
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| And you’re running out of time |