Excision

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Excision
In the wake of all senses
We calculate the environment
Thoughts interprete the data
The grand evaluation
You give us a presence of time
And wisdom to spend it but we waste it
History creates, the horrors timelines
Full of tragedies
Est-ce qu'ilest trop tard pour dire bonuit?
Nous puvons entrer dans les moments oe dormit pas
Tous les peur dans nos pensee
Jamais faites nous un repose
Quand l'amour deviens le mensonge
Confusion remplace l'espoir pour demain
You give me a vision to forsee
And wisdom to interprete all the signs
It's hard to believe, it's hard to conceive
I'm part of industry
I'm part of ignorance
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