His house he calls the batcave
He's sworn to secrecy
With comic
You bastardised my intellect
Castrated our conviction
You are desperately seekin
You will be assimilated
Through sci-clone eyes you will see
No compromise
I believe we’ll win, I believe the soul
Believe I am,
Pull the string, it's a ravenous thought
A ridiculous plot
Brought on
Invisible, the man on the street
The voice of silence,
You don't
Looking back inside my hellAt all the things i knew
Freedom of suppressionSadi-catechismSuicidal tekno voidPlastic planet prisonWher
Face at my windowEyes in the shadowStaring right through meSomeone
Imploding nuclear familyDisfunctionally correctCondom-ed to monoalityThis is gen
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