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The heads that won't fall asleep

The bodies you cannot anesthetize

Possess the eyes that refuse to open

And unswerving perception

A group of individuals at the tip of the pyramid

Built by the slaves of an ancient machine

The foundations are crumbling under their feet

They're striving to maintain it running

While the masses are rotating against the robust gears

The friction divides us

After all passed annihilations and repetitive history

We end up rebuilding again the same machinery

All over again

Until it circles back again

We've seen it so many times

Even the greatest empires will fall

Still we sit in this sold out play

Of modern day destruction

Do we dare to criticize the hand that feeds us

In the crisis devised behind the decadent curtains

Of monumental alteration

After all passed annihilations and repetitive history

We end up rebuilding again the same machinery

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After all passed annihilations and repetitive history

We end up rebuilding again the same machinery (2x)

Until it circles back again