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Welcome to the last few moments of our "near-life experience", that unwilling to yield we struggle to sustain... |
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But what if all fails? |
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What is our back-up plan to survive? |
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Another venture to regain in so-called glory |
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More I feel, more |
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I fear...turns'n'turns'n'turns |
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The demon-clockwork turns |
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The guilt of wishing an end to this all is tightly anchored to our lack of time... |
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I abhor the seconds - we need extended hours to flee |
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The gravity is crushed and all floats uncontrolled |
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The death of present time is near; farewell naivism... |
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We're waiting for the never to come |
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More I feel, more |
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I fear...turns'n'turns'n'turns |
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The demon-clockwork turns |
