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Over the top, over the God. Dream of child, of man, of mad

 Over the top, over the God. Realm of lies, of greed, of false

 Over the top, over the God. Tell me why you strive to be

 Over the top, over the God. You lead a flock through barren fields

 The Eugenics. The era of servants is now!

 New breed, new way, new kind of slaves

 Our eyes need to see, before we believe

 New breed, new way, new kind of slaves

 Our future is now, well-written above

 New breed, new way, new kind of slaves

 Our hope is in vein, we serve in this game

 New breed, new way, new kind of slaves

 Inner-self is replaced, with a pattern we get

 New World Border

 New day is coming and you know it's real

 We are bounded, sold alive, infected and tied

 New World Border

 You know it's coming and you know it's real

 Show is over. Herd won't feel the loss...

 Too proud to feel hollow, far from where we shall be

 Tainted to serve and follow, we feed the Monopolis

 Too proud to feel hollow, grown in the law of greed

 Tainted to serve and follow. We, the Übermachine