Lyrics:
keep the truth for themselves Some call it history A certain piece of the past Some call it waste of time As a duty done by a time-server Still,
begin to lose Direction as it spins around Take the pledge of the Timeserver One way we insure That we come out alive Don't run its an easy process Once
own eyes Conceited time hoarding flies You're so vain The shit on your nose worn with pride Absent mind covert disguise Shit shining timeserver You'd
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