Inhale The Hyper Pulse

Withering Surface

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    When you thought you stood in line, was when it all fell down

    Sub seed the lead, the conscious of your greed
    Sub feed, so weak...

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    Excretion of morality
    Deplore the purity
    Makes wounds infiltrate
    Survival of the fittest
    Into jet-sets of disease

    Control the spine of your engine
    Control the spine of your god
    Black out the leech in your pulse now
    Inhale the hyper pulse

    When you thought you stood in line, was when it all fell down
    Sub seed the lead, the conscious

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