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construction of malfunction
cover my eyes with blindfold
i`m choosin` the doors
to step thru
to find the truth
to feel one more
to feel pure
to stop those lies
no more

changin` thoughs directions for my own protection
you are foolin` my mind with flash-lights
with pictures on the wall
premonition of my own fall-
weapon to reveal
i will break in thru the doors
you have sealed

will i break thru the films to find my heart?
will i break thru the films to find my mind?

look how the New World Order goes
see how the New World Order shows

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