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Oh, my fallen one Let complacent to the surface And if I only could've been there Then I would've seen the urge And I'll carry you Through the rhetoric and shells Of exploding heads and sand bags Thrown by bigots, green by blue bands Close the batons, fill the jars Seal the windows, lock the doors Paranoia will eclipse the rational and spill Architecture of amnesia Scare the people with hysteria Architecture of amnesia It's a battle monumental And the narrative Led the hungry to the arts With a lure of false promises, a fear of touch And they built a world Switched on search lights on the brim And invented their pariah, at which everyone was shouting Close the batons, stock the drawers Letras de cancionesSeal the windows, lock the doors Take a bayonet and don't let anybody in Architecture of amnesia Scare the people with hysteria Architecture of amnesia It's a battle monumental Drive of formation, alienation Drive of formation, alienation Drive of formation, alienation Drive of formation, alienation Architecture of amnesia Paranormal anaesthesia Architecture of amnesia History lessons dissappear Architecture of amnesia Scare the people with hysteria Architecture of amnesia It's a battle monumental From Letras Mania