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Am I a projection? Am I just a brain in a jar? |
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Like a cat in a box, neither dead or alive, |
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Can anybody say who we are? |
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The world that you see, it is not really real |
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The minute that you let down your guard |
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A meteorite comes from outer space |
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The harbinger of a stellar scream, |
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Blazing a trail through the ancient skies, |
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Nostradamus- the fever dream |
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I feel like I'm floating in space |
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You, me, the entire human race |
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They've got the power to shut the sky |
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Everything can be undone |
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My apocalyptic dread is intensified |
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Burning as bright as the sun |
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Is this simulation of the universe |
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More complex than we could conceive |
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Cryptic symbols spell Atlantean code |
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Computing at incredible speed |
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Light in the sky- Look for the sign |
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They vowed to return- For you and I |
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A system error- The Dyatlov Pass |
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The coming terror- the Men in Lead Masks! |
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Nostradami, drawing near |
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So many predictions, |
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Run in fear |
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Gaining the power to punch a hole |
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Right through this reality's heart |
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Who can say who made us this way |
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Will they reset the system to start? |
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A visitation- the edge of space |
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A computation- lost without a trace |
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Our civilization- just guinea pigs |
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Something is out there- something big! |
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Nostradami, drawing near |
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So many predictions, |
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Run in fear |
