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作词 : Ian Bearer |
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作曲 : Lucas Mann/Joel Omans |
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This is the embodiment of unresolve |
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Spawned by the negligence of humanities devolve |
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We won't (we won't) be the ones to sit back and dissolve |
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An existential crisis that cannot be absolved |
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A gaze to pierce the fleshy souls, the clouds, and the heavens |
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Formless in its own essence, an entity stretched across the extent |
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Only deemed alive as blood flows through their veins and with snot in their nose |
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Making faces contort to challenge the mortal coil they've meshed with |
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Only deemed alive as blood flows through their veins and with snot in their nose |
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Making faces contort to challenge the mortal coil they've meshed with |
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Ordained the death of humans from their very inception |
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The destiny of mankind brought forth by their own ideals |
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Pustules are slowly beginning to form, and pop from their fuçking skin |
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Pop from their fuçking skin |
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This is the embodiment of unresolve |
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Spawned by the negligence of humanities devolve |
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We won't (we won't) be the ones to sit back and dissolve |
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An existential crisis that cannot be absolved |
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A gaze to pierce the fleshy souls, the clouds, and the heavens |
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Formless in its own essence, an entity stretched across the extent |
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Only deemed alive as blood flows through their veins and with snot in their nose |
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Making faces contort to challenge the mortal coil they've meshed with |
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Only deemed alive as blood flows through their veins and with snot in their nose |
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Making faces contort to challenge the mortal coil they've meshed with |
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Ordained the death of humans from their very inception |
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The destiny of mankind brought forth by their own ideals |
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Pustules are slowly beginning to form, and pop from their fuçking skin |
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Pop from their fuçking skin |
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