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Grand canyons of space and time universal
My mind is subjected to all
Stab! bawl! punch! crawl!
Hooks to my brain are well in
Stab! bawl! punch! crawl!
I know what I am, I’m berlin
Through cracked, blackened memories of unit dispersal
I face the impregnable wall
Stab! bawl! punch! crawl!
Hooks to my brain are well in
Stab! bawl! punch! crawl!
I know what I am, I’m berlin
Exploding, reloading, this quest never ending
Until I give out my last breath
I’m stabbing and bawling, I’m punching and crawling
Hooks to my brain are well in
I’m stabbing and bawling, I’m punching and crawling
I know what I am, I’m berlin
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