They have sent you a letter, To come back home and play, But to your dismay This isn't your day For the happy fun time Has begun to fade Watch as we reanimate Our corpses you abandoned We're dismantled We're mishandled But we won't be skipped and swayed Trapped within these walls You left our souls to drip away The ink decays The walls at bay But the reckoning has come today You say Borris has no guts 'cause you Replaced it with mechanical string We've been tortured But we move forward This disorder kills your day I AM ALIVE! IMMORTALIZED YOU'RE THE CREATOR YOU TRAITOR HEY! THERE'S NO VACCINE TO CURE OUR DIRTY NEEDS FOR NOW YOU MUST BUILD UP OUR MACHINE YOU DIE TONIGHT TONIGHT BUILD UP OUR MACHINE YOU DIE TONIGHT TONIGHT BUILD UP OUR MACHINE YOU DIE TONIGHT TONIGHT So you found all the pieces To initiate the plan Our venon stains The night remains But the ending is always just the same No gain Nod your head to the beat of death As you draw your last eternal breath Sensations Of an inva

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