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Something's strange in the web tonight

Encoded paradise in a sinner disguise

In absurd routine I'm his prey

With my torn hands tied to the display

The crystal plumage on their backs

I suddenly understand it's only a fake

The more I walk with my key

The more the 404 appears

Cable strangler, feeble joke

Our death's design is out of control

Slit my screen, wrist of god

Pixelsplatter, in scarlet clad

Heavenly territories might lie

The last supper is cooling now

I feel the 33 A.D. bug

Mech-disciples programmed his plains

The server saviour without frames

And then this holy java script

Initialise when they're all fall asleep

Short circuit benedict the legs

Of Kazaarus, he walks again

Cable strangler, feeble joke

Our death's design is out of control

Forbidden applet, I taste the fruit

In the thurible reboot my ruin

Heavenly territories might lie

Cable strangler, feeble joke

Our death's design is out of control

Cable strangler, feeble joke

Christian watersports in my rom

Heavenly territories might lie

H.T.M.L.