Lyrics L.O.I.C. (Grendel Remix) - Sirus & Grendel
                                                This 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                final 
                                                chapter
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′ve 
                                                come 
                                                to 
                                                stem 
                                                supply
 
                                    
                                
                                                Broadcast 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                censor
 
                                    
                                
                                                Display 
                                                the 
                                                blatant 
                                                lies
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'll 
                                                crush 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                stand 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                Release 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                hide
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                conjoint 
                                                answer
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                hive
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                lock 
                                                your 
                                                doors
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we′re 
                                                break 
                                                them 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hide 
                                                your 
                                                flaws
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we'll 
                                                seek 
                                                them 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Faceless 
                                                faces 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                crowd
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                will 
                                                strike 
                                                you 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Block 
                                                your 
                                                lines
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we'll 
                                                burrow 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hide 
                                                the 
                                                truth
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we′ll 
                                                flaunt 
                                                your 
                                                sins
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                battlecry, 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                here 
                                                and 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                will 
                                                strike 
                                                you 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Denial 
                                                of 
                                                service
 
                                    
                                
                                                Deceiver 
                                                of 
                                                purpose
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                surface 
                                                is 
                                                scratched
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                lines 
                                                are 
                                                blurred
 
                                    
                                
                                                Infecting 
                                                the 
                                                network
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                corners, 
                                                as 
                                                they 
                                                lurk
 
                                    
                                
                                                Behind 
                                                the 
                                                guise
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                the 
                                                mindless 
                                                herd
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lives 
                                                under 
                                                watchful 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jagged 
                                                horizons
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fate 
                                                waits 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                severed 
                                                tongue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Punctured 
                                                skylines
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dark 
                                                stars 
                                                and 
                                                an 
                                                onyx 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Focus, 
                                                concentrate
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feel 
                                                where 
                                                they 
                                                will 
                                                strike 
                                                next
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                them 
                                                all 
                                                play 
                                                worker 
                                                bees
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                queen 
                                                that 
                                                lies 
                                                in 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tighten 
                                                the 
                                                strings 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                marionette
 
                                    
                                
                                                There′s 
                                                power 
                                                if 
                                                they 
                                                want 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                make 
                                                sure 
                                                its 
                                                near 
                                                the 
                                                nest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Targets 
                                                to 
                                                rubble
 
                                    
                                
                                                Questions 
                                                remain 
                                                unanswered
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forcing 
                                                salt 
                                                into 
                                                bleeding 
                                                wounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                hide
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                will 
                                                find 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                remorse 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                unthinking 
                                                womb
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                happy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                it 
                                                all 
                                                you 
                                                wanted
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                scorch 
                                                away 
                                                all 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                harvest 
                                                yields
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                happy
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                king 
                                                of 
                                                nothing
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                empires 
                                                of 
                                                empty 
                                                fields
 
                                    
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