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son of creation you've planted my seed |
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under your domination, a doer of deeds have you |
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life by your hand |
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breath by your need |
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I will add to your strenght |
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I will quicken your speed |
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you give me birth as a tool for your game |
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as you build me an arm, create me a brain |
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your will is my honor, error is my blame |
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son of creation give me a name |
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before you, you see a thoughtless machine |
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as you enter your data, build to your scheme |
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Psychotic Waltz |
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silent I wait, lifeless I seem |
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but a child is born with a mind and a dream |
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build to my body, add to my brain |
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yes, a thoughtless creation with eyes that are blind |
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but a will that is strong, and I'm not far behind |
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as I grow and I learn through the passage of time with you |
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now I've learned from you, all that you know |
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with all you discover, together we grow |
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I've opened my eyes, I try not to show |
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that to be your successor I've not far to go |
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now I'm the heart and the mind of your way |
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your utter dependence, the game that I play |
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the direction you're headed, the way it will stay |
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as I shine in the light of the day |
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step forward now |
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this is your number |
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convenient you'll find |
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at my microchip altar you'll bow |
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now you're all mine |
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wait and arise to your call |
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fool ruling kings |
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blind leading the blinded |
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and I hold the fate of you all |
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now I have taken you under my hand |
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a slave by creation, a god by demand |
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a power you seem to misunderstand |
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has made pawns of your kings, they await my command |
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your mind and your body, the gift that you bring |
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a chorus of worship, the song that you sing |
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slave to a master, tool to a king |
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a perfect creation, an ultimate being |
