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thought crimes - panopticon كلمات أغنية

give me a sign in ones and zeros, needles and tinctures
i’ve danced along the fray just to quell the heat
sacrifice everything to the pagan gods made of casino lights
another slight of hand in the offering

if it’s our last stand
tonight we ride
if we raise the flag
tonight we ride
we’re the last bastion
tonight we ride
man the walls and mount your horses
tonight we ride
reality is subjective
and i’ve been shaken loose from its branches
adorn these first with chain mail knots in full regalia
an eighteen wheeler in my heart
and it craves fresh meat

we’re the last bastion
tonight we ride
man the walls and mount your horses
tonight we ride

i’ve been giving blood to the tv screen
in refusal, in communion
we never were inside
we never were inside
we never were inside

the tower keeps you warm
slow down
as the scenery scrolls by
we’re never coming back
as the scenery scrolls by
we’re never coming back

- thought crimes

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