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Tell you stories to put you to bed

Knife at hand, the deal is to tame

Right through your medulla it cuts down your stem

There are no heroes, no stories

Ruling the ministry, decreeing your acts

Don't believe you're more than a pitiful rat

Since the day that the first one came to Earth

This route places the frail

But don't worry

Your compliance will fail

Converted and proud

Listen the engross of the loud

Loud crowd

I see

They really need me to put it on the ground

Sorry if it took so long

I swear I won't do it again

Surrender, remember

There will always be an eye on you

We count on you to be more of the same

Struggle if you want but it's no avail

Yes, you'll think you are ‘oh so special'

It's as normal as it can be

But don't worry

Your life will be long

Not that we care if you're abundant

My voice don't exist

And my mind is dispersed

I see

They really need me to put it on the ground

Sorry if it took so long

I swear I won't do it again

Surrender, remember

There will always be an eye on you

Yes! I'm so perfect

Healthy, conscious and in harmony

Yes! I have dreams

My moral is untouched and beyond belief

I'm my savior and my best friend

I can be more and more

Love and wealth is my pursuit, my friend

Tell you stories to put you to bed

Knife at hand the deal is to tame

Right through your medulla it cuts down your stem

There are no heroes, no stories

But don't worry

They aren't coming back for you.

Dead they will remain

To anew the status

Untwist into plane.

I see

They really need me to put it on the ground

Sorry if it took so long

I swear I won't do it again