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Prepared and bottled

Pre-installed horizons

Qued, piled and stocked

Packed, labeled and stored

Arms and legs, attach detach

Access profile, search for gene match

Injected manners and flaws

Hope is fiction; reality is war

Institute of glass

Compressed format

This world of shattered mass

Made by the "Don’t do that"

Here you have no name

Here you live through digital fame

Life through needles

Lifeless, leedles

Hybernation

Where they monitor what you do

Where men of creation

Draws down the truth for you

The "I made this" compromise

The selected few, the sacred ones

Providers of life, removers of choice

We won’t bow down

We’ll go down in a unison voice

Our voice will bind ten

Who in turn will bind ten

Over and over again

Hiding is signals

Exchanging ideas

Organizing our counterstrike

New ideas proclaimed dead before born

Innovation corrupt, you life in a box

Controllers of downs’ and up’s

Renovation hended,

A revolution greeted

In this hybernation

Where slavery is a deal

Where men of perfection

Cuts of your disbeliefs

Hybernation

Salvation

Damnation