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The self-destructive spiral

Nothing stimulates the need

The despair of being hopeless

You are your own enemy

Erase what you think is perfection

Your rage runs after an ideal

Reality's wrong

Dreams are for real

The savagery march is on

Your own destructive spiral

Nothing stimulates your need

Your despair of being hopeless

You are your own enemy

Erase what you think is perfection

Your rage runs after an ideal

Erase what you think is illusion

Your rage runs after an ideal

Reality's wrong

Dreams are for real

The savagery march is on

The self-destructive spiral

Nothing stimulates the need

The despair of being hopeless

You are your own enemy

Erase what you think is perfection

Your rage runs after an ideal

Erase what you think is illusion

Your rage runs after an ideal

The shapes of things to come

Reinforce your vanity

The world may collapse

You don't change anything

The shapes of things to come

Reinforce your vanity

The world may collapse

You don't change anything