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FRONT LINE ASSEMBLY lyrics : "Barcode"

This mark of impalement burned
On my skin is immoral.
The shackle of frailness confines one

To crawl with one self.

A smell of corrosion force

Fully clashes within
Sensorial conditions
Human emmisions grown thin


It's burned on your head
It's burned on your skin

It's burned on your eyes
A barcode never lies


A symbol of power
As dark as the night
No measure for intolerance

We'll keep up the fight

This structure of violence

Now becomes. Silence is hurtful
Beginning our obsession we now
Learned our lesson. Despite


A world of dominance
Will now pervade

Clouds cover the sun
The light begins to fade


This toilsome aggression is
Now getting harder to fight
Solutions of leverage

Internal combustion is tight

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