They are pathetic
They only worship ids
This mental sickness
Feeds from fragile weakness
Sperior ones
They just pretend to be
Manipulation
Just fucking dust
Neither you nor I
Fall from our directions
These consequences
Rise from our selections
Beyond persistence
There is a salvation
Free your chains captured
Drop it now, drop it
A tragedy, unlucky and hopeless
A greedy breed unlike goodness
We are pathetic
We worship only clarity
Derives from nature
Sentimental creature
Ourselves as usual
We just pretend to be
Purification
Just fucking us
Beyond persistance
There it is salvation
Drop it now
Free your chains captured
There it is salvation
Drop it now
Release your ego
Albeit reduced, you are worthless
This life is too short
No time to regret, days are numbered
This life is too short
No time to regret, days are numbered

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