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Kingcrow Children Of Technology Lyrics

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There's a shadow that treads the thought
And fear is its only whip
Destiny ends under a dying sun
Hybrid beings who creep in dust

Creation of the human
brain without heart
Velvet hands of the new
God that move in dark

Children of technology
Children of a new world

Bribed prophets who sell desires
sell the ticket to our end
heaven in hell under a burnin' moon
and we die with a smiling face





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