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So we built the mountain
By digging an almighty hole
And on our backs, we carried every rock and stone
But now, the hole is deeper
Than anybody ever planned
And we're blocking out the sun

I believe in life and terror
You believe in killing time
By the fingertips, I'm hanging on

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Sorry, Satan, but I can't do this evil on my own
I haven't left the house in nearly thirty thousand days
I sent you the image of a little yellow face
To tell you that I'm sad about the emptiness that's all around me

And I can't stop the ringing in your ears
When everything we love becomes a picture of a simulation
It wakes me in the middle of the night
I love you like an atom bomb, but I've become a cold reactor
So dark, the supermarket
Some of us stayed in the pit
Because it felt so comfortable to dwell below
We made the mountain bigger
Though we had forgotten why
It's a dream I'm in with you

In the night, the sword is hanging
Far above the head of man
Can you see the steel is glittering?

Sorry, Satan, but I can't do this evil on my own
I haven't left the house in nearly thirty thousand days
I sent you the image of a little yellow face
To tell you that I'm sad about the emptiness that's all around me

And I can't stop the ringing in your ears
When everything we love becomes a picture of a simulation
It wakes me in the middle of the night
I love you like an atom bomb, but I've become a cold reactor

And maybe I'll go missing in the rain
If God is in the mountain, he won't answer me a single question
Like, "Why does everybody feel the same?"
The slow degeneration and the crying out, "Oh, Lord, have mercy"

Just look into my jet-electric eyes
And see a blue reflection of a world inside a black dimension
It wakes me in the middle of the night
I love you like an atom bomb, but I've become a cold reactor

Now you're gonna see what's underneath
I'm sorry, Satan
Sorry, Satan, and I can't stop the ringing in your ears
When everything we love becomes a picture of a simulation
It wakes me in the middle of the night
I love you like an atom bomb, but I've become a cold reactor

Writer(s): Alexander Kaines Robertshaw, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Joseph Higgs, Michael David Spearman

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