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"Sometimes we have thoughts that are so frightening we can't even admit to ourselves that we have them." "Did I torment you, did I perhaps even kill your loved ones? Yes you did." Control of power Strangles the mind Collapse of the system Destruction begins From within Mutilated by sound Signalling all the senses Out of mind Out of soul The trauma begins A story never told From the past A show remains Conspiracy aided Toxic shock They all lie in a trance Those idealistic fools Bent on crutches All of them bleed Letras de cancionesIn their tracks They never look back Christ, Christ, Christ What have they done to me? Christ, Christ, Christ What have they done to me? "Wait for me you maniac, I don't know whats going on" Buried machines Connecting the unseen Information warfare Aggression and betrayal Radiation codes Psycho-nerve warfare From Letras Mania