These men came down from heaven
Come here to tell you something
You stomped on rotting floorboards
Your world's an inaccurate graphic
Our value of luxury
Allows us to believe we are free
Our value of luxury
Allows us to believe we are free
That's OK we've got airplanes
Silos in mirrored highways
Your earmarked for collision
With frozen opposition
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