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It's how we think and how we move |
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And see our bodies changed. |
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The vibrant youth and endless love can be arranged. |
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Masters of the air and sea drunk with the flashlights. |
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At the gates of hell on the red carpet we spend our nights. |
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We can't tell the difference, |
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We've lost our destiny. |
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We can't tell the difference |
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Between magic and technology. |
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Seduces of the city left me drained and with infection. |
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The angels must yield or burn by the rules of rejection. |
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The lords in their highest spires, they will have to fall. |
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This One rises beneath them. Hungrier than all. |
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We can't tell the difference, |
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We've lost our destiny. |
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We can't tell the difference |
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Between magic and technology. |
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The lords in their mighty spires had better watch their feed. |
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The tide rises beneath them, the horde needs to eat. |
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We can't tell the difference, |
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We've lost our destiny. |
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We can't tell the difference |
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Between magic and technology. |
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We can't tell... |
