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Dominion Interface

Can't we see their games to which we are pawns? Drawn to conform, restrained Is it the blind lead the blind? Or are we the fools who follow? Listening

biased minds Control the mass, unseen weapon, concealed deceit, subtract aggression To conform and hold you down We pay the price to suffer in this world, technologies domination

Yearning for the dawn of the golden age, a new beginning, when will things change The bleak winter is over and the ice starts to melt A changing of

In the new age we see the combinations of human consciousness and science Dominated by the element, our imagination having turned towards the sky New

In the aura of time, ripped out of the blazing skies Genesis of a new strain, the mother feeds her child Silence broken, the birth of mankind, but the