| You feel the scream, but no sound is coming out
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| As surture needle impales the skin, all senses overloaded
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| Your boiling blood is infested with living drug
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| Replacing the nerves with nano-swarm
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| Your turn, your stride, the yearning heart beats in time
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| Get up, Get up your fucking ass and jump
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| To the pulse of doomsday party
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| You’re mesmerized, ascending electrified
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| The rebels soul ignites with neon, control denied
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| Go forth, there is no tomorrow
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| And you can’t remember yesterday
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| The blinded eyes are opened wide
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| With gliding wings life steps aside
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| Wherever it takes you higher
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| You’ll find the divine touch of insanity
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| Bringing you down, in flames…
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| Deserted hell, but none here is to care
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| As the doomsday party goes next floor,
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| The stage is overcrowded
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| The goal is near, just take the new «red pill»
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| Obtain the dose of cyber splendour
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| The afflux of ecstasy, decoded divinity
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| The mortal life is actually out of fashion
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| Your back — two scars, endeavor and kiss the stars
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| Metallic leaves remove the rust from soul, your encaged soul
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| Wherever it takes you higher
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| You’ll find the divine touch of insanity
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| Bringing you down, in flames…
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| Again and again…
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| It feels like you’re bleeding, you’re wasting your life
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| Face to face with the profane grace,
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| Fear the taste of a daylight dream of injected venom
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| On delusive desire, and you’re falling down
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| Agonized, desensitized,
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| Burnt inside you’re falling down to the stage of party
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| It feels like you’re bleeding, you’re wasting your life
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| Face to face with the profane grace,
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| Fear the taste of a daylight dream of injected venom
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| On delusive desire, and you fall fall down
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| Agonized, desensitized, burnt inside you fall fall down
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| Go forth, there is no tomorrow
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| And you can’t remember yesterday
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| The blinded eyes are opened wide
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| With gliding wings life steps aside
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| Wherever it takes you higher
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| You’ll find the divine touch of insanity
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| Bringing you down, in flames…
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| Again and again…
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| I know we are not angels,
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| But we’re able to tear down their leaves… |