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The Ancient Future

the far is drawing near all sink in fear the eyes sees anything but clear high sees of low faces when the chaser forgot what he chases civilized yeah in the anals of hi$tory you'll be anylized the moon let the sun here's the day shine a way today's digital bars yesterday's commanding stars we gave you steal now how do you feel oh hologram christ true faith in hiest open them weary eyes wipe those glowing floating lies oh what a miracle come on we're being cynical we hid look what you did plastic rockets and talking pockets a homeless with end sign what an apocalyptic pantomime she wore the orbits for a necklace and the planets are nothing but gems in place capital is the letter social is the fetter you fools could've done better the headless surrendered to the damned and whined nothing is in hand then you don't deserve the land things are out of hand you say fallen pets now you're in panic at pay bay ohhhh I see the day tamer ??

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