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Dismiss the telegram
This is no exhibition
A pile of papers that are bound and tethered
We know the end of man
Will stem from stale tradition
Relaying opinions changing like the weather
And this will never be
And this will never be reversed, an installation
Sending an open invitation
To all the pioneers
Driven by suspicion
The old world is gone
And we keep wishing
For a new frontier to sink our teeth in
And forget what you thought you believed in
The plans we execute
Are far between and few
But I'll go around the world
Just for something to do
Existence is fleeting
You spend your life dreaming
The shores are exhausted, the tide is receding
And this will never be (never be)
And this will never be reversed, an installation
Sending an open invitation
To all the pioneers
Driven by suspicion
The old world is gone
And we keep wishing
For a new frontier to sink our teeth in
And forget what you thought you believed in
And those who resisted were dragged out from their homes
This necklace was fashioned out of their teeth and bones
And those who resisted were dragged out from their homes
This necklace was fashioned out of their teeth and bones
Out of their teeth and bones
To all the pioneers
Driven by suspicion
The old world is gone
And we keep wishing
For a new frontier to sink our teeth in
And forget what you thought you believed in
Existence is fleeting...
Existence is fleeting...
Existence is fleeting...
Existence is fleeting...
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