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The officious tenlade is coming once again
The omnivirous cremator is sterilizing our genre
We found ourselves on the edge of the rusty bucket
As the last survivors of the final fagend
We are trying to balance at the point of death
But we are still fainted from the bitterness of our defeat
We are trying to find the parts of our dismembered dignity
We remain on the bottom, down with the dead
Pointless optimism
Ominous, insidious, iniquitous, ambitious, pendulous
pretentious, acrimonious, genoside
Objective, obstructive, progressive, aggressive
repulsive, receptive, reflective, grotesque
The statue is inflicted to everyone
As the unique representative object
(Note: There should be two more lines here,
but they are not printed in the lyrics sheet)
The officious tenlade is coming once again
The omnivorous cremator is sterilizing our genre
We found ourselves on the edge of the rusty bucket
As the last survivors of the final fagend
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