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Poor victims of delusion poor minds to question who we are Or amplified ignorance prayers to be saved from the dark I�ve built the walls around me, now I�m to be alone inside It�s no complaint at all, I take my time And life goes on and on with no decision Craven souls of desperation breed lies to trust in who we are Or mindless gaze of the ape man reflecting what�s been automized I view a little sky here, and trying not to lose it all