.Rush faster on the one-way lane
The answers so silent
Rusty gods in their machine-minds armors
Grind our souls in the millstone of time
The "deathbed harvest" is dead man's banquet
Of mold ridden bread and black, poisoned wine
And we go...our steps so silent
And we go...our bloo.
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