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They're dying in the woods, a breed that's scarred from dirty goods |
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They search for their kind |
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Desperate eyes in silver skin, the poison glides in veins of tin |
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They search for their time |
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The grounds are filled with razors and snow, the people flee and the insects glow |
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They are coming for you |
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Sleep in the fields, earthly dolls, the woods are burning and the cities fall |
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And the rivers defile |
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You will cover their needs, they will crush all your creeds |
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We are the servants and we worship their deeds |
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All their diamond claws |
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And their golden jaws |
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Earth's all living things grow asphalt wings |
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They hide in the hills, a new breed moves with human skills |
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They want to be free |
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Watch their nature rust to red, snakes are crawling in virgins' beds |
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Their spawn will now see |
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The trees are torn from the rain and roar, the buildings fall into the city's floor |
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It will never end |
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Flocks are hunted on concrete plains, the scythe is there and it's counting names |
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And you will descend |
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You will cover their needs, they will crush all your creeds |
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We are the servants and we worship their deeds |
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All their diamond claws |
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And their golden jaws |
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Earth's all living things grow asphalt wings |
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You will cover their needs, they will crush all your creeds |
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We are the servants and we worship their deeds |
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All their diamond claws |
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And their golden jaws |
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Earth's all living things grow asphalt wings |
