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Another PlaneThe sun is rising in the East, beating me down like a beast.Blistered hands to shield my eyes. This is where I’m going to die. She’s made of metal, are you entertained? The world will crumble in a sea of pain. No water no essence of life, the cosmic winds have made me blind. Where does my God reside, now heaven’s gates are open wide? She’s made of metal, are you entertained? The world will crumble in a sea of pain. How many days and nights have passed since water touched my lips last? Something keeps me moving on. I’ll spit in to the devil sun. She’s made of metal, are you entertained? The world will crumble in a sea of pain. It’s all so real, won’t you play the game? We must assemble on another plain. |