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When the sun won't shine on you
They are inside you, intoxicating
Bringing the deal from the devil
Your soul will be sold tonight

Drifting at the interstellar oceans
Laconic voice speaking about itself
As I see myself chasing me into the vortex
Discipline's executed below the surface

Chorus:
When synthetic gallows takes control
Murder of my mind is one of a kind
Believe in the words of darkness
Life is soon to be out of vogue here

There is no grave beneath my flowers
No worms on my bones
No proof of existence
No formula to exit

When the worms encircle your shrine
They are still inside me, intoxicated
When the sun won't shine on you   They are inside you, intoxicating   Bringing the deal from the devil   Your soul will be sold tonight      Drifting at the interstellar oceans   Laconic voice speaking about itself   As I see myself chasing me into the vortex   Discipline's executed below the surface      Chorus:   When synthetic gallows takes control   Murder of my mind is one of a kind   Believe in the words of darkness   Life is soon to be out of vogue here      There is no grave beneath my flowers   No worms on my bones   No proof of existence   No formula to exit      When the worms encircle your shrine   They are still inside me, intoxicated