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1

The Still of future

The ants on palms

The fluid so liquid

Virused program

I hear your voice

(You hear my cry)

I recognize it's all fake, it's all lie!

2

I feel - God and AntiGod are enweaved in dance

And I need much more loneliness in this crowded place

Memory's full, a ll systems failed

All my Gods are overdosed

Time to reset

I'm misconceived, y our laugh is in my pain

So pixelized, so corrupted to play

Refrain

In your paces, in your traces,

In your faces I can see

Deigital Dying

3

Show me the poetry

Flickering ant

Weave your Matrix

Romantic end

I heard you voice

I knew you died

I recognize it's all fake, it's all ...

Cry of the future words s tuck into my mouth

In my sight a ll the chaos of intertwisted worlds

Black Part:

I am your personal Satan

I am Your Personal Jesus

I'm always right after you

I am your servant

Cringing itself, full of respect

Ready to be whatever you want me to be

Make Your Wish

Just call me to act

Refrain