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This world I know approaches its absolute... turning point. |
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As a man crawls away from his grave. |
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Strangers welcome into our High-Tech Age... |
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Into my self-preserving days! |
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I have fought for many reasons. |
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I have lost myself into this reason. |
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Condemned, perhaps for the last time. |
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Countdown my second last ride! |
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Just keep those eyes closed and watch another "man" arise. |
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Transformed he doesn't feel at all. |
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I'm planting the seeds of life, the steel acts like flesh itself. |
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Allowing the dead to rise again! |
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To rise again! |
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Upgrading man with steel! |
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Countdown my second last ride! |
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He doesn't feel at all! |
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My sweet unhuman beings! |
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Under the blackened skies, through the nightmares they'll come for you, |
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My sweet unhuman beings. |
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This feelings growing, I'm reborn and my body is showing a new life! |
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It's here for me! |
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100 years and you shall see! |
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I have fought for many reasons, in my self-preserving days. |
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And this is my personal... turning point. |
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My wireless way of saying I love myself to death. |
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My sweet unhuman beings! |
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Reborn! |
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Upgrading man with steel! |
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Countdown my second last ride! |
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He doesn't feel at all! |
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My sweet unhuman beings! |
