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Bits and pieces of life's sweetness,
Hung out all to dry.
Roman legions never ceasing,
Always multiply. 

Hear; hear the call to arms.
Hear; hear the sirens call.

You're one in a million, or so they say.
You're meat in the grinder. your flesh on the plate.
You're life's an illusion, illusion of life.
It's over. It's over.

Rise and fall the sun will always,
Shine on my delight.
All emotions are just like the,
Spectrums of the light.

Here; here the call to arms,
Here; here the sirens call.

You're one in a million, or so they say.
You're meat in the grinder, your flesh on the plate.
You're life's an illusion, illusion of life.
It's over. It's over.