It Bleeds. It Breathes.
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What Stands Before Us, Is Not A Machine.
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It Breathes, It Will Bleed, And It Dreams.
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It's Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires.
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And A Mouth That Attempts To Speak
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It Attempts to Lie.
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Only Murmurs
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Collapse From Its Jaws.
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And A World, A World Without.
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A World Without You
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But I Rise. The Dead Will Pride.
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It Breathes, Beyond This Life.
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So Sleep, Sleep Among us and Hesitate No More.
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Entombment Of A Machine.
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We Kneel And We Plead For No Mourning Ahead Of Us.
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With Only Delayed Movements From Its Figure We All Begin To Strain.
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Entombment Of A Machine
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Entombment Of A Machine
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What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine.
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What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine.
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My Legs Weaken At The Sight Of This Damaged Program.
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This Program Kept You Breathing.
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It Kept You Alive.
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These Circuits Diffused Once More.
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Its Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires.
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Only Murmurs Collapse From Its Scream.
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Entombment Of A Machine.
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But I Saw It Die.
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But I Saw it Die.
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But I Saw It Dead.
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But I saw It Die.
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We Saw It Die.
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We Watched It Die!
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Entombment Of A Machine
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