"Aporia" genre: Industrial
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	a pounding tale of blind allegiance and a blatant disregard for life.
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	Lyrics lost behind enemy lines caught without a map, a compass i don't even have my walkman so i get my news from tv's in the store front windows say the war is over now i know they're lying in the hopes that i'll surrender, share a glass of absinthe with the colonel and the majorettes go marching down the street to beats of different drums i can hear them pounding in my head they make me scream my secrets tell them how to crack our code our tanks are made of balsa wood we ran out of metal years ago... it started with a "left, right, left" they left us in the field said: "here's your gun and here's a bullet too. put it right between their eyes" and i wonder if they'd known the price we had to pay, would they still show an interest in preserving interest anyway? i hide inside abandonned buildings get my meals from garbage cans i'm cataloging information waiting for the day they'll rescue me from all my present danger i could acidentally give myself away to some old man, or child playing in the evening streets they'd run off screaming and an hour later i'd be captured i'd be strapped upon the table waiting for the first electric shock, the needles, pills and pliers gas that made me laugh one last time i slipped away into the night another number on a grave...

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