Devils haunt in my life's obsessionsLiving for the deadly sevenWe're
Living for future set on the pastThis scene has been
The ridicule of justice is proving that you're wrongTo shield
He's gone away for a whileNot telling whyHe's tired of
The factory smoke still paints the skyLow planes heard in
I'm gonna make you sorry with this end machineI'm gonna
I'm sorry that I left you maroonedOn this planet that
Well I've now become the nemesisThe recoil of this genesisBut
Touch meWith your liesIt makes you tallerBut in the eyesOf
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