There is no reason for the living
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You are all a part of my game.
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For upon your existence
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My face in dim will appear,
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As a future doom, in destruction
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As I urge to see
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I am the creator of all life
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You were all constructed for my pleasure
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You revolution, for which you all strived
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For generations, so valuable,
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So precious unknowing, in ruins it will all fall
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The universe will not have any form, of the mortal living
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The species will still be present
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They are in a vortex growing.
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As I will call forth, when they next day for a future doom is coming
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And the world will unknowing receive
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As I push the button,
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Now ending these millenniums
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Yet there are more
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Who will be followed
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And destroyed
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Future Doom
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| Tidfall |
