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Walking the path of damnation |
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A crossroad of pain and deceit |
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Crossing the many dimensions |
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Only to meet your defeat |
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Nailed to the cross |
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Facing your final hours |
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Your blood unto the crust |
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Of the earth |
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For so long I've been waiting |
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For the day to come |
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In a state of make-believe |
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You seem to be |
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Taking on a new belief |
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Adapting to the scene |
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What is true |
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Why can't we see |
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We are machines |
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Hiding from reality |
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A numb routine |
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Why should they remember |
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So many denying defeat |
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The known become the strangers |
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The strong become the weak |
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Nailed to the cross |
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Facing your final hours |
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Your soul forever lost |
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You'll fade |
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For so long I've been waiting |
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For the day to come |
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In flames |
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The world will be imprisoned |
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Degrade, fall to devastation |
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Reborn, the world unto decay |
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Torn, we give our life away |
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Into deformation |
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We are falling |
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Enter desolation |
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Burn, we will all burn |
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None, no life forms will remain |
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No, we will all burn |
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No... |
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[Chorus] |
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In a state of make-believe |
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We seem to be |
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Taking on a new belief |
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Adapting to the scene |
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What is true |
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Why can't we see |
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We are machines |