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Scouting, seeking, search goes on

for that golden vein.

Devastating warmachine

representing pain!

All was taken from the graves,

nothing else remains.

One can't see the puppeteer,

but still can see the strings.

Break you chains you fucker,

get your mind out of your ass!

Shit's going for the fan,

stop it if you can.

Show some balls, spit it out,

don't just talk, shout it out.

It's going for the fan,

stop it if you bloody can.

Scouting, seeking, search goes on,

for that perfect lamb.

Manipulated ignorance

is what this world contains.

Feel the pressure in your guts,

the one you can't shut down.

When it goes off in your head,

you know you must react.

Break you chains you fucker,

get your mind out of your ass!

Shit's going for the fan,

stop it if you can.

Show some balls, spit it out,

don't just talk, shout it out.

It's going for the fan,

stop it if you bloody can.