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This contraption you dearly hold

Is turning us to stone

When compassion you've never known

Merits of dying alone

When silence is deafening, cry in pain

This condition is sickening, try in vain

Anxiety, let go of me, refuse to lie in my grave

Society, let go of me, refuse to be a slave

This abomination you defend

The instrument of our end

When vacant hearts feel the hurt

It all falls apart

When silence is deafening, cry in pain

This condition is sickening, try in vain

Anxiety, let go of me, refuse to lie in my grave

Society, let go of me, refuse to be a slave

Come take a look at what you've done

It has just begun

Temptation, damnation

A hell of your own creation

When silence is deafening, cry in pain

This condition is sickening, try in vain