You think you know who runs the world The figureheads that you depend upon You never think behind your sight The ones who made the system you live on Now we look down from the sky The whole world run by this machine Illusions of power we grant to them all For us this is real, our silicon dream We are the writers of this world Were never seen but always heard We are the legion of hearts that bore your hate The future in our hands, for you its too late Were leaving our signal all over the earth Tomorrow we will rule the world Were the ones who were alone The heart of creation is strong in us Your selfish life has left you cold And you can never learn to think like us As were watching you here from the sky The whole world run by this machine Illusions of power we grant to you all Its coming to life, our silicon dream We are the writers of this world Were never seen but always heard We are the legion of hearts that bore your hate The future in our hands, for you its too late Were leaving our signal all over the earth Tomorrow we will rule the world The chance to imagine outside your poisoned mind This is the power that you will never hold And your hate will be remembered, the suffering you made You chose to harm when you could have done so much for the world You made all our lives misery The past scars will not disappear But well rise above you in the end Because we know you cannot touch us here We are the writers of this world Were never seen but always heard We are the legion of hearts that bore your hate The future in our hands, for you its too late Were leaving our signal all over the earth Tomorrow well be hidden But forever we will live Together we will rule the world
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