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Rejecting human behavior

Simplifying the sense of illusion

The gear grinds

it's own teeth

In the cycle of mechanical perfection

Seems there’s no

escape

That your life has already been planned

I’ll teach you to follow your

ways

No place for dreams in dark times

You better wake up

Or I’ll stab you

in the back

To control you in your fears

There’s no place for nature

There’s

no place for man

Instead there is a master plan

A monstrous machine of

destruction

Rejecting human behavior

Simplifying the sense of illusion

The

gear grinds its own teeth

In the cycle of mechanical perfection

You can take

the long way

And you will learn the truth

But there’s always a

shortcut

Rejecting human behavior

The gear grinds it's own teeth

For the

weak in spirit and brain

In the cycle of mechanical perfection

There’s no

place for nature

There’s no place for man

Instead there is a master plan

A

monstrous machine of destruction