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Oh yeah, your one and only life
Ripped from the earth with these bare hands
You dare, question the ritual, despite continual
Threats of gonna get you all

1 law for the officers, 1 for the gentlemen
2 bad you, 3 know, what it's 4
5 for this awful dive, 6 for the genetics
7 for the lucky pricks, who went into heaven

Nightmare, we ride for miles and miles
Following the howling of our prey
Out there, reload our yellow rigs
Scrambling for shelter, dig a void, decay

1 for the flaming sun, 2 for the location
3 for the martyrs and the stars
4 for the wind and sand, 5 so you understand
6 for the slips 'twixt the cup and the lips

1 for the cockpit blues, 2 for the Panzer crews
3 for the vast and molten sky
4 for the failed talks, 5 for the knives and forks
6 for forbidden kicks, all the yobbos in the sticks

1 law for the officers, 1 for the gentlemen
2 bad you, 3 know, what it's 4
5 for this awful dive, 6 for the genetics
7 for the lucky pricks, who went into heaven

1 for the flaming sun, 2 for the location
3 for the martyrs and the stars
4 for the wind and sand, 5 so you understand
6 for the slips 'twixt the cup and the lips, come on

1 for the cockpit blues, 2 for the Panzer crews
3 for the vast and molten sky
4 for the failed talks, 5 for the knives and forks
6 for forbidden kicks, all the yobbos in the sticks, 10

10011, zeros
Makeaveete, system overload
The ovual engine was not able to process
All the required data in tone, tone, tone, tone