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Four knocks on the door

Another day to waste away

Each time that I have chosen chaos as my master

Prolong the pain of existence in the void

Screaming at my copy

I feel the thunder of my grinding gears

Drown in the sea of a thousand tears

I rip my face off to understand

The key to this world rests in my hands

I‘ve seen the ruins and roamed the lands

I close my eyes … barren endless canvas

A fever of despair spreading through their minds

Harvest another victim screaming at my copy

I feel the thunder of my grinding gears

Drown in the sea of a thousand tears

I rip my face off to understand

The key to this world rests in my hands

Leave your face behind

Reality has changed for the final time

Leave your fears behind

Your truth is what lies inside

I rip my face off to understand

The key to this world rests in my hands

I feel the thunder of my grinding gears

Drown in the sea of a thousand tears