Unfinished We lay down our dream To proclaim our church And unholy it is; This is our work. Forward we lurch. We are all machines; Working to save your skin. But you skin us alive And tell us what we do is sin. Conceived; we are reborn. Pull out from formal system. We; like black tasteless porn; Pull out from formal system. Lay down the cards, See our royal flush? That's the difference between you and us. Lay down the cards, See our loyal flush? There's nothing further to discuss.

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