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Dismiss the telegram, this is no exhibition A pile of papers that are bound and tethered We know the end of man, will stem from their traditions Relaying opinions, changing like the weather
And this will never be And this will never be reversed in an installation Sending an open invitation
To all the pioneers driven by suspicion The old world's gone and we keep wishin' For a new frontier to sink our teeth in And forget what you thought you believed in
The plans we execute are far between and few I'll go around the world just for something to do Existence is fleeting, you spend your life dreaming The shores are exhausted, the time is receding
And this will never be (Never be) And this will never be reversed in an installation Sending an open invitation
To all the pioneers driven by suspicion The old world's gone and we keep wishin' For a new frontier to sink our teeth in And forget what you thought you believed in
And those who resisted were dragged out form their homes This necklace was fashioned out of their teeth and bones And those who resisted were dragged out from their homes This necklace was fashioned out of their teeth and bones
Out of their teeth and bones
To all the pioneers driven by suspicion The old world's gone and we keep wishin' (We keep wishin') For a new frontier to sink our teeth in And forget what you thought you believed in
Existence is fleeting Existence is fleeting Existence is fleeting Existence is fleeting
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