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Mechanical Moth

Raised in a world
of broken minds
in search of destiny
behind

Fighting with the past
within the heads
longing for the memory
of light

I see the digital grace
humans own demise
the gateway to hell
death suits you well
I see the digital grace

Don´t trust yourself
past becomes future
this worlds face mated
in digital grace

Confused of human lies
sleeper of their own
your hands full of chaos
got a license for denying

Another way of fading
the human race
to a new existence
digital grace






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