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Cooling Tower
07:40
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So much power it's bursting at the seams.
Fills their skulls with irradiated dreams.
A bleak prediction of a future lined with lead.
With its crown of smoke and cooling towers glowing red.
And soon we'll all be dead.
Our final words left unsaid.
And lay them all to rest.
Radiation leaks until nothing's left.
The air is full of gamma rays.
The sun hasn't risen for days.
Screaming sirens, piercing wail of impending death.
As you lie shivering in your bed.
A bleak prediction of a future lined with lead.
With its crown of smoke and cooling towers glowing red.
And soon we'll all be dead.
The cooling tower must be fed.
And lay them all to rest.
The tower feeds until no-one's left.
Starving victims claw at the door.
No-one left to answer or ignore.
Poisoned empty vessel in the clothes that you wore.
And the voice of the atom calling for more.
A bleak prediction of a future lined with lead.
With its crown of smoke and cooling towers glowing red.
And soon we'll all be dead.
All things left unsaid.
And lay them all to rest.
'Cause the tower is god and its word is law.
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Damnation
07:14
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The writing on this page, I do not understand.
It's written in an ancient language not of this land.
It was given to me by a man in the night.
He breathed not a word and vanished out of sight.
The symbols are burning right into my mind.
Struck blind by the words they left behind.
Sleepless nights filled with hallucinations.
I feel them pulling me down to my eternal damnation.
To my eternal damnation.
I awake in a cold sweat, screaming for my life.
As the walls of my mind close in and succumb to the night.
Waves of nausea crash again and again on me as I see its face.
The hungry void of teeth and eyes, muttering in a language of time and space.
Sleepless nights are filled with hallucinations.
I feel them pulling me down to my eternal damnation.
To my eternal damnation.
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The Hills Call
14:58
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Running blind through the darkness.
The new moon leaves you helpless.
Exhaustion leaving you breathless.
You clutch in horror upon your necklace.
Dreaded thrum in the hills.
Leaves you deaf, dumb and blind.
Makes you forget the ones you loved.
You left them all behind.
A sound that can invade the deepest recesses of your mind.
As you wake to the task you were assigned.
The hills call.
Calling for you.
The hills call.
Freezing you through.
The hills are calling for you.
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