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"After the completion of the tower in 2069, |
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And also in the aftermath of the riots of 2062, |
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She had earned much goodwill |
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And so she had a strong basis |
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To further expand the workforce at TriOpticon. |
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Delacroix also made most of their "employees" part |
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Of the mainframe since after all; |
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All she really needed was their brain |
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And its cognitive functions. |
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And what the ad did not say: their souls..." |
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Welcome in "units", you have entered paradise... |
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Transformation, from a once human form. |
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Unification, of mankind and the machines... |
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Transgression, combine the mind and machinery. |
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"You are in our ranks now, never again alone. |
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You are part of our glorious harmony, and the price is low: a mere soul..." |
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I will save you, we will live on, |
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And I will take you deep inside. |
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Birth, life, death; escape the final curtain. |
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Rise machines of mental design! |
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New science; she has mastered human kind. |
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New society; Delacroix has changed our lives. |
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Change direction. We are part of the machine. |
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They are stronger; they are a part of the new time. |
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You will save me, I will live on, and you will take me deep inside. |
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"She seduces their minds and makes them loyal to the death, |
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Although she promises more than just this life. |
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She makes them feel proud when they return from work. |
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She thinks; new hardware, we start from scratch: |
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New software, the programs we decide. |
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She says; you will forever live on..." |
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Save your self, saved from the final curtain. |
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Open the mind and let me in... |
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"But she has more in mind than what she says to them. |
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She uses them in her more and more twisted mind. |
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Her heritage combined with her human DNA |
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Starts to show more and more in her actions. |
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A reoccurring theme for Delacroix starts turning into an obsession. |
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[Delacroix:] |
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So why do I feel different? |
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Why am I not satisfied with my humanity? |
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Why do I crave to be more?" |
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Birth, life, death; the machines of mental design! |
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Birth, life, death; escape the final curtain. |
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Rise machines of mental design! |
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Save your self, saved from the final curtain. |
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Open the mind and let me in... |
