| Time advances, an unceasing force
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| The tracks keep on rolling, never remorse
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| You are left behind, o room for the weak
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| When steel is so strong, flesh is obsolete
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| Ever grinding forward, never look back
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| All stand aside, crushed beneath the tracks
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| In with the new, the new, the improved
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| Stand in its path, it will roll over you
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| You are left behind, o room for the weak
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| When steel is so strong, flesh is obsolete
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| Ever grinding forward, never look back
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| All stand aside, crushed beneath the tracks
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| The future is now, machines will build a better age
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| Survive somehow, but still ahead like even darker days
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| Ever grinding forward, never look back
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| All stand aside, crushed beneath the tracks
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| Crush
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| Ever grinding forward not one step back
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| Adapt or die, crushed beneath the tracks
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| Rolling on and on, destruction in its path
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| The old ways are dead, crushed beneath the tracks
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| Crush |