| Eternal wastelenads lie in front of us
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| Just as we wished for
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| We’re breaking the boundaries
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| Between reason and hubris
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| Now stand and receive your failure
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| As The flames burn out
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| The ashes sums up
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| Your revelation
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| Attack for freedom or defend for what?
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| Disintegrate or manipulate
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| The lesson of violence is the fall of an empire
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| A conflagration, a superior state
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| Suffer the cildren and make no resolve
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| I’ve seen my face in the arms of the merciless
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| Out comes aggression, out comes the blood
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| To you a grand design of apocalypse and fear
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| In me war machines becomes forever the future
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| Within glimpses brighter than a thousand suns
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| Reigns the doctrines of fear supreme
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| Harvest of the machine
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| Attack for freedom or defend for what?
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| Desintegrate or manipulate
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| Deep in me
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| Now stand and receive your failure
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| As the flames burn out
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| The ashes sums up
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| Your revelation
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| Now watch them all die
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| Harvest them like worthless commodities
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| I’ve seen my fate; |
| I’ve bled for your dreams
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| I’ve seen what lies at the end of the road
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| Out comes aggression, out comes the blood
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| To you a grand design of apocalypse and fear
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| In me war machines becomes forever the future
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| Within glimpses brighter than a thousand suns
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| Reigns the doctrines of fear supreme
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| Harvest of the machine |