Mechanical poet

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Mechanical poet
WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!
Pieces of peace,
chips of illusions
Dreams, which won't come true
Strange decrees, inane conclusions...
What's it all for?
Still have no clue
You only feel that there is something else
Behind this world
Behind this war
Beyond the midnight veil

[CHORUS]
Every minute you live on a frontline
Every evening you walk on a frontline
A pleasure ground with deadly shells
Every Sunday you dance on a frontline
Every birthday you keep on a frontline
If your men fail then you will fail as well

WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!
Broken hopes,
unending riddles,
teasing smell of sin
Desolate roads,
decaying heroes,
scorches on your skin
Drowning in the seas of breeding questions
You cannot stop your search until you reach the depths

[CHORUS]
Every minute you live on a frontline
Every evening you walk on a frontline
A pleasure ground with deadly shells
Every Sunday you dance on a frontline
Every birthday you keep on a frontline
If your men fail then you will fail as well

Your broken hopes
Your shattered dreams
Your storms and gales
Your scars and seams
Your plagues and bales.. they saved you

[CHORUS]
Every minute you live on a frontline
Every evening you walk on a frontline
A pleasure ground with deadly shells
Every Sunday you dance on a frontline
Every birthday you keep on a frontline
If your men fail then you will fail as well

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