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• Artiste: Clocks
• Titre: Progress
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This has become our existence We are all worn out souls trying to right the wrongs of our kind As we burn down the world around us We look to a higher being for a solution The gates to your hell have long been open There is no light and dark, there is only our kind The need for something more came from the skies above In light of this, erase the memories Evolve into something new, create something more We carry the weight of the world And stand by as the ideals of few control the beliefs of many True blasphemy lies in the eyes of the beholder Manipulation of the masse The only means for creation Transmute the sounds of suffering and silence into progress Open your eyes and bring forth the new reign Open your mind Begin your life anew Everything we've come to know, the world has given to us We must reconnect ourselves to the world that we were born of Erase, evolve, create something more Erase, evolve, create something more