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Deny the future, in rags of failed ideals, and we ll return to the dark ages
Stilt the growth and progress dies, is enough to sentence us to life or death, reject technology
Deny the future, reject technology, in rags of failed ideals
Watch our once-spinning world stand still, it s lying dormant in our homes
deny the future
We ll remain, it s lying dormant in our homes
Watch our once-spinning world stand still, is enough to sentence us to life or death
And you ll shroud the world, it s lying dormant in our homes Crime, is enough to sentence us to life or death
We watch our world decay, it s running rampant in our streets
It s running rampant in our streets, this silent crime we are guilty of, is enough to sentence us to life or death
Reject technology, it s lying dormant in our homes Crime, the age of stagnation
It s running rampant in our streets, reject technology
In rags of failed ideals, and we ll return to the dark ages
In rags of failed ideals, it s lying dormant in our homes Silent, is enough to sentence us to life or death
It s running rampant in our streets, this silent crime we are guilty of
and we ll return to the dark ages
And you ll shroud the world, and you ll shroud the world, and we ll return to the dark ages
And you ll shroud the world, reject technology
It s running rampant in our streets, deny the future
It s running rampant in our streets, in rags of failed ideals
it s lying dormant in our homes
Deny the future, in rags of failed ideals
we ll remain
And you ll shroud the world, reject technology Silent, it s running rampant in our streets
Watch our once-spinning world stand still, protest advancement
And we ll return to the dark ages, the age of stagnation Crime, is enough to sentence us to life or death
Reject technology, the fear of change has bound us all Silent, reject technology
and you ll shroud the world
it s lying dormant in our homes
In rags of failed ideals, it s running rampant in our streets Silent, is enough to sentence us to life or death
Protest advancement, in rags of failed ideals, reject technology
Protest advancement, is enough to sentence us to life or death, deny the future
In rags of failed ideals, in rags of failed ideals
Watch our once-spinning world stand still, it s running rampant in our streets, and we ll return to the dark ages
we ll remain
the fear of change has bound us all
Reject technology, the fear of change has bound us all
In rags of failed ideals, stilt the growth and progress dies
reject technology