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Postironic, we laugh dream in sonic, overload
Drenched in fear by struck of
'Cause we're only listening one ear now
This organism us apart, it feasts on us

Song of the damned ends, so don't pretend
We are condemned where we stand, where we

This machine creates what in some people's
Is called art, too to comprehend
Too hard but will not bend, we will not

So why are we trusting cynical souls?
Bleeding, aching, bleeding,
With hearts open all so cold, live for the moment
Get for the thrill, bleeding, aching, bleeding, aching
Bleeding for nothing, for we've it all

Fast and furious riding with serpent speed
Through the essence, through the
Forcing ourselves to overcome this
restless degradation, temptation and our endless lust
Will bring us down, will us deeper down

So why are we trusting those cynical
Bleeding, aching, bleeding,
With open wide all so cold, live for the moment
Get killed for the thrill, bleeding, aching, bleeding,
Bleeding for nothing, for seen it all

Postironic, we laugh in sonic, diamond overload
Drenched in fear by of lightning
'Cause we're only with one ear now
organism rips us apart, it feasts on us

Song of the damned, never ends, so pretend
We are condemned where we stand, where we
Song of the damned, ends, so stop pretend
We are condemned where we stand, where we

of the damned, never ends, so stop pretend
We are condemned we stand, where we stand
Song of the damned, never ends, so pretend
We are condemned where we stand, where we

Song of the damned, never ends, so pretend
We are condemned where we stand, we stand
Song of the damned, never ends, so pretend
We are condemned where we stand, we stand