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Front Line Assembly Live Wired

Jesus, had days like this Cyborgs, cybernetic organisms Machines with living human tissue and programmed to destroy The silence is deafening, regression

[Incomprehensible] Keeping the brain going with micro shocks Melted faces Fractured cells Implanted memories Syringe of hell Crippled mutants Strapped

was gonna Do this to him and shoot him and he just shoots at me Thats was a perfectly radical group right there if you ask me "Front line, American"

from rejection You're fleeing from the lies Nothing for the loser The hero always dies Kill for kicks, filth Excite, excite What are we living for?

"As the first jolt of electricity was sent through his body" "A ghastly column of smoke that rose from her head" Break with me We, we, we collapse Its

Into precision Into the light we fade Into submission We all hallucinate Into the ground We all dissipate Into delusion We all segregate Amid all this