LYRIC

Machining time controls the work
Sweating bodies will bring the turn
The future crashes will be surrounded
The years of my torment have been counted
Forget the rest, my body doesn’t work
I gave my best, I was hidden by a surge.
Forget the rest, I believe that total timing,
I take my bag, I go the way of lightning.
Every day a new command,
I tell you once, don’t trust the chant.
Let’s jump into the fire below,
If you won’t try, you will never know.

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