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God Of The Godless Lyrics - Artist : High On Fire
Mannequin, imitation grin
Find a soul not left inside Algorithmic, take my assistance There's something there to hide Why? Androidic man, he sells what he can While we're all just set to die By your own hand, draw a line in the sand Recreate a soulless life Life Our creator, we don't fear you Do your maker, we don't care who You put me here to serve you They put us here to help who? Who? Whoa, demutanize, now their line is cursed Bring an end, all left to fry Speak not a word about the castrated herd Being man is now a crime Crime The robotize, now we're finalized Part of the mechanized decline Total eviction, the situation fits you Or a chosen time to rise Rise Our creator, we don't fear you Do your maker, we don't care who You put me here to serve you They put us here to help who? Stupid man, I'm chained and slaved to Stupid man, my help will scourge you Stupid man, I'm chained and slaved to Stupid man, my help will scourge you Our creator, we don't fear you Do your maker, we don't care who You put me here to serve you They put us here to help who? Ow |
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