Blend Faces spawned by dust Salty taste of fame Bitter, sweet Lonely demented soul Where to go? In my place a statue frozen numb In your place a set of numbers Lonely tormented soul Where to go? Rage Urge to recall Saltier tastes of hate Take me back to the day For my renewal Let the diversity of my blend Be seen Blend to choose again To distort again To label again Wear your brightest of reds Through the general inspection Tend to your faith Tend to your wealth See through your greed Blend Faces spawned by dust Seize the moment to salute you Well seize the moment to salute you Well seize each moment to salute you
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