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I know what I must do |
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I'm coming home |
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Strigiformes: |
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Fixed socket threat |
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Binocular vision |
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I see all |
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I hear all |
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Superior Intellect |
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I'm the night owl |
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Build by the alien gods |
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A necessity to the existence of all life |
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I return in the day but you won't ever see me |
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Only my eyes |
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The blaring yellow sphere |
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A sharp distortion |
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The TV screen you stare at night after night |
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Over and over |
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You are staring into me |
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Cut the wires and cut your ties |
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You aren't what you think |
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An experiment |
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They will send us to warn, but that's part of the game as well |
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****ing weaklings |
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I still know what my mind tells you to do |
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Cut out pieces to form new |
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Am I me? (Am I he?) |
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What is he? |
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It's come to the point of opening the box |
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Carved in the side are the words: |
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"Property of the Night Owls. |
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Smash to unlock the desperate measures" |
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Am I me? (Am I he?) |
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What is he? |
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He is found and I will drag him to his end |
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It's not selfish if it's what's right |
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He knows I'm looking for him |
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This thievery is for the bettering of all humankind |
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So it seems |
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Creep in before the rise of the sun |
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They are sleeping |
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Holding each other like its the last... |
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And it is |
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Open the valve |
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Fill the room |
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Say goodbye to everything |
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Am I me? |
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Strigiformes: |
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Seek the day |
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Never again |
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Weightless in a sea of space |
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[Prospect 1:] |
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Eyes open to the sound of laughter |
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Like a mighty God casting his spells on the worlds below |
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The man is me |
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Jet propulsion disengage |
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Dancing towards our future |
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A future towards nothing |
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A future of nothing |
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Goodbye to everything |
