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You have died
I saw your death
Lost in tradition
Rearranged
You have become
The instrument
Of a system
You were displaced
You're running out of
Slow-mo situations
What you run for
It can be this
You are killing me
You are killing me
You are killing me

My god
My god
Dripping into
Arix
Arix
Arix
Arix
We have all
Of measured
The freedom
Or choice
Know
What you're to me
What you're to me
What you're to me
What you're to me

We're waiting for
A body with a workforce
Human cattle
Blinding by a band of friends
Tragic of expectation
And relentless hatred
There will be no end

There will be no end
There will be no end
You and me
It's just a time and force
Burning our sacred bones
We are the free
I arrive
You are the beat
All is wasted time
You shall pay it back
We're waiting for

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