A block so thick, taller than our vision.
We're pushing against a formal version of time.
Born dead but came alive,escaping time left behind.
A place stuck, a culture fucked, made of gold sitting ducks.
The ambition drops, falling with our depth - another form of earth created silent regret.
A fib so thick, taller than our vision.
Try not to buy it: A formal version of lies.

Lyrics submitted by Dr. Caligari

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