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The ending scene of your linear time frame Pulsed through every nerve What worth was your consciousness? Small stain on the terminal film Fragmented pieces of the past Of repression and pain Condition the actions through constant repetition Subjected to ambition with the promise of the future The will of your own replaced by those before you Replaced by those before you Fragmented pieces of the past of repression and pain Condition the actions through constant repetition All that's left to beg The infringement of God's plan, staring back through broken glass Subjected to ambition, with the promise of the future The will of your own, replaced by those before you The final fraction The final fraction Aus Songtexte Mania