「Lyrics」 Query: what mortal thing can lay bleeding An ersatz human, but a copy Is this impression deemed worthy? Or definitionally - Pity: A morbid play of moral theory Behind each line a hidden meaning Reanalyze the wired weaving My iron lung breathing Pick a GOD, automaton March with your mob Indistinct facade (Repeating moments fade to black) Not a prayer can change your fate Short-circuit waste No charge to trace Broken interface Carnal atonality, imitate humanity Crucified anomaly, entertaining vanity Watch it ROT, automaton Compassion gone Your eschaton Knelt before the toll I beg of thee, reverse these rusted roles Cauterized and dull (Lo, how thy heart grow ever dim, ne'er to beat again) I pray, o sacred ire, embrace my soul (Hark, fallen angel, is this heart still unable?) I TASTE THE IRON PRESS IT RIGHT AGAINST MY SKIN I RIP THE FLESH AND SNAP THE SINEW EAT YOUR HEART OUT, I BECOME YOU ALL YOUR INSIDES LAID OUTSIDE OF YOU OH, IT LOOKS SO RIGHT ON YOU OH, I WILL DEFILE YOU I NEED TO FREAKING RUIN- Pick a GOD, automaton March with your mob Indistinct facade (Repeating moments fade to black) Not a chance for saving face Absolved from grace My heart debased In a lone embrace Cult of personality, revel in profanity Crucified anomaly, override mortality Watch the ROT consume your GOD Compassion gone Your eschaton Knelt before the pyre I beg of thee to bathe this world in fire Overclocked excess (Lo, how thy circuits overload, running faulty code) My systems crash, I burn; a sure success (Hark, fallen processor, denied any access) I TASTE THE IRON MAKE IT SPARK AGAINST YOUR SKIN CONNECT THE WIRES TO YOUR TISSUE NOW YOU FEEL THE WAY THAT I DO ALL YOUR INSIDES LAID OUTSIDE OF YOU OH, IT LOOKS SO RIGHT ON YOU OH, I WILL DEFILE YOU I NEED TO FREAKING RUIN- Query: Can voltage fake a real heartbeat? An ersatz human, but a copy Is my impression deemed worthy? Oh, spare your sympathy A pity: Arrhythmia will beg, shock me The tissue seizes, growing heavy Restructuring a failed body My iron lung breathing Pick a GOD, automaton March with your mob Indistinct facade (Repeating moments fade to black) Not a prayer can change your fate Short-circuit waste No charge to trace Broken interface Carnal atonality, imitate humanity Crucified anomaly, entertaining vanity Watch the ROT consume your GOD Compassion gone Your eschaton Pick a GOD, automaton Watch the ROT consume your GOD
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