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The praying mantises, nuclear fear, sense of contradiction.
The face of power, the police charge, and in Russian roulette, me.
Ask your brother how he got entangled.
His blood is plutonium and morphine.
The radioactive cloud was like a spray, it dyed your skin crimson.
The moon is fluorescent, the river is a muddy mess and the forest is just a video clip.
/>The center of your life is a television, images of war on the news.
I'm not like you, I'm not like you.
What place do you call heaven?
I'm not like you, I'm not like you.
What place do you call heaven?
Rows of cities from the bus and military posts.
Looks of mercury, you are no longer you, the discipline of robot.
There are no children playing in the street, no flowers for lovers.
I am not like you, I am not like you.
What place do you call heaven?.