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 Nailed to the cross by just words 
Crucifixion complete 
Close enough to the fire 
To feel temptation's heat 
It's gone away to taste the ground 
Replaced by the incessant sound of fear 
 
There's a ring in my ears 
I'm bleeding from my heart 
Far away from love 
The execution starts 
Made us what we are today 
A lonely pile of disarray 
 
We are the children of a new regime 
We are the children of a new machine 
 
Mass production, thought controlled 
No, I never knew my heart 
No, never knew the love 
That made them fall apart 
It's gone away to taste the ground 
Replaced by the incessant sound we hear 
 
We are the children of a new regime 
We are the children of a new machine 
We are the children of a new regime 
We are the children of a new machine 
 
We are the children 
Ya, the children 
What of the children? 
We are the children of a new regime 
What of the children? 
We are the children of the new machine 
 
What children? 
The children 
What of the children? 
The children of the new machine 
We are the children of the new machine 
What of the children? 
We are the children of the new machine 
The machine, the machine 
The machine, the machine 
The machine, the machine 
We are 
We are 
            
 
HATA BİLDİR
 
 
		
        
        
        
         
         
         
         
        
        
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