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Repeat devotion poisons,
Repeat straight lines.

Illness is an object of war,
Clarity races calmly through the dark,
Quarantined it observes, me.
Bows his head, it observes me,
Clarity races calmly through the dark.

"Prophet down below,
Feed me down your lies."

Bleak agenda, prophet down,
Sonic imperfection.
Calmly through the dark,
Sonic imperfection.