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The Existential Gentlemen
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The Golems of Modern Renown
I bleed, I feel Like nothing's even real Our hopes and dreams Are sent to us in tight beams I am nothing Without suffering And we suffer so well You'll find we're blind Oblivious and likely To mend our woes With needles, pills, it might be We are nothing But the effigies That we've made for ourselves The jester's brigade Is lost and afraid And pray to their prophets in vain. We think, therefore we are because we're told we're automatons. The Golems of Modern Renown. Like candles burning pipe dreams We punish those that think themselves Overworked, underpaid and Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com making for the graves That we dig for ourselves Benign, divine Misgivings render useless Prophetic tomes Made feeble by the masses And I struggle To be nothing Now I'm a shell of me No I won't be told To join the brigade Be lost and afraid And pray to your prophets in vain Judge not lest ye be judged by those with better sense Do you have the strength to be yourselves You're automatons constrained by your peers they're automatons The golems of modern renown Keep your god to yourself Remember what he said Blessed are the meek
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