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Melt to the beat of the drum |
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Melt to be one, to be one |
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What thou wer'st, what thou be |
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Creature of the hatchery |
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Not a man reeling free |
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Bear this mark of destiny |
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Alpha, Beta, |
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Gamma and |
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Delta Is the song that society sings |
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Soma coma, fucking by numbers |
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And consume as much as you can |
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Free from love, free from hate |
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Sterile and stable |
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Urge and instinct channeling |
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Feeling disabled |
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Pour the genes into the mould |
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Of what is needed |
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Engineer conformity |
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The pool is weeded [Chorus:] |
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No more devils, no more heaven |
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Grave new world |
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Free and killing or bound and willing |
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Slave or savage |
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Dear the calm weighed in souls |
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But the matter goes untold |
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What was one man's alone |
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Multiplies in wretched clones |
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Endless columns, mother of sameness |
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Breeding life in a clinical way |
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Fear of flowers, learning and playing |
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For the ones that are meant to be slaves |
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Factoried, standardized |
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Humans conditioned |
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Play the part that they're ascribed |
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No free decision |
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No More doubt, no more quest |
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Nothing but answers |
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Whispered twenty million times |
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Til all believe them [Chorus] |
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We are clay in the hands |
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Of those who make us |
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In a vision not our own |
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Blindfolded robots |
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God is dead, man is god |
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Above his fellow |
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Nothing here's an accident |
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But you will not know [Chorus] |
