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Saviour Machine A World Alone

a world that takes away the seeds And takes away another To fill its evil needs In a world that takes away the dreams When dreams deceive a man,

, there a war it rages on a psychology, a battle of organon. Use your eyes - you can see... A society conformed into a blind machine something tells you

sickened perversion above A prayer for the dying, a kiss for the last A tear for the crying, a hit for the cast Into the hunger circle a stranger awaits