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Crush your ideals, the gift of second sight Religion or science,its all just a game Are we alone or are we alive? Why even bother? its all just a game. Barter your souls my precious ones And find your peace in pointless wars Battle won but all is lost We are just pawn without a face. Come! re-program your minds Come! re-program your thoughts Come! re-program your minds Conform or stand in line After all is said and done We are just slaves to ruthless minds Armageddon spread your wings And lead us now,into the light. Order of the d.n.a From Letras Mania