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It's a sign of the times |
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That dead are the minds of men |
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And how long before the world grows cold |
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See the scars on your face |
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They tell the future you are blind to |
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Again and again |
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Sad is the fate of the human race |
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Seeking comfort in a futile embrace |
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Born into this world of chaos |
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Rising up from the grey, grey masses |
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Amidst the mayhem we must all find our place |
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I know my way just read the smile on my face |
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No need for God or salvation |
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Stay on my path of dedication |
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You seek the light in vain, I rest my case |
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I am prepared for the New Dark Age |
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Have you read the scriptures |
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Oh, how they clash with each other |
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My will, my heart, |
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The circumstances dictate my direction |
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With no bonds or confinement |
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Only a fool needs instructions |
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To tell right from wrong |
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In stupidity wallows |
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The bulk of the human race |
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Dead minds hold our species in disgrace |
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"The future is owned by those who own themselves. Their visions are the blueprints of the future, their deeds the monuments of the past." |
