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Real to real,
Fact to fact,
Nothing moving happening,
Artifact.
The waiting room,
Waits,
Limbo can burn,
But the original sin.
The incentive to learn,
Fly over land,
Where no hearts can beat,
The metal rain pouring.
Raining,
Raining,
Raining down on me.
Hole in my head,
Where the creature has crawled,
And it's burning and turning,
Out of control.
Real to real,
Fact to fact,
Nothing moving happening,
Artifact.
I in this land,
Sand in the eye,
So here we go,
The happy man dies.
Brave little world,
Well you cry once again.
Remodel life,
Remake and remodel,
Remodel men.
Protection protection,
The sound of machines.
Image is burning,
As they grind to a halt,
Crying and crying.
The sound of the shells,
Tears turn to salt.
Cry and I cry,
Just one more illusion,
I cry just for you.
There's a hole in my head,
Where the voices came through.
Fly over land,
Waiting and waiting,
Where no-one hears can beat.
Machinery's burning,
The metal rains pour,
Pour,
Raining,
Raining down on me.
Premonition.
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