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Release me from your world of lies
I cannot bear this pain
Degenerate machinery
The monster we create
Nausea, oh sweet nausea
Genetic barcode hell
Mental genocide
Repulsive human shells
Choke on the fruits of out life
Cold stare, starving eyes
Blinded, tired lives
Release me from this pain
Unknown to man
I cannot bear this pain
Degenerate machinery
The monster we create
Nausea, oh sweet nausea
Genetic barcode hell
Mental genocide
Repulsive human shells
Choke on the fruits of out life
Cold stare, starving eyes
Blinded, tired lives
Release me from this pain
Unknown to man
Исполнитель: At The Gates