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As they stride in the desolate plain |
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Mechanic feet stir the forlorn grave |
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Blackened ashes left in their wake |
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A hollow cry as the wind for their sails |
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A transcendence |
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The promise of our augmentation |
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Eternal life |
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At the cost of your humanity |
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Watch your hand in wonder: what did it look like? |
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A frail strand of past is barcoded in ragged flesh |
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As final as it seems, it has just begun |
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They forfeit all trace of humanity |
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Life for them is a cybernetic existence |
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Past the point of no return |
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They longingly look over their shoulder |
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Their final life functions fade to black |
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Along with their humanity |
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No way to reverse the course |
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The finality is like current through flesh |
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We dare you to unravel the truth |
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Of past, present and beyond |
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Know that whatever your choice may be |
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It is only for you to decide |
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What we offer is a place in the book of eternity |
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Among the new breed |
