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Bright and burning throne
You were born hysterical
You pacify your hours to cope
Nirvana at the end of your rope
You're the guest of the gun
One for all and all for none
We're models of a mass attention
In bottles for your mass production
All the other gods are forgiving, but you never prayed enough
Redder than the blood on your ribbon, but you never bled enough
Walking with your eyes on the ceiling, till you break the pattern up
Temple of the heart that you're filling, filling up
Sentinel of your soul
You are so intangible
You pacify your hours to cope
Nirvana at the end of your rope
You're the guest of the gun
One for all and all for none
We're models of a mass attention
In bottles for your mass production
All the other gods are forgiving, but you never prayed enough
Redder than the blood on your ribbon, but you never bled enough
Walking with your eyes on the ceiling, till you break the pattern up
Temple of the heart that you're filling, filling up
Falling in, falling in, the perfect prey
You'll never play
All the other gods are forgiving, but you never prayed enough
Redder than the blood on your ribbon, but you never bled enough
Walking with your eyes on the ceiling, till you break the pattern up
Temple of the heart that you're filling, filling up