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ALMOST SUICIDE (THIS IS OUR ANIMAL)
The creature arises.
Nearly human, but something is different.
The accumulation of our ignorance fuels the*unearthly monster.
The last thing you ever see is a grand sight.
We cannot, cannot win this fight.

This is our animal.
Once a tool, a puppet.
Control is no longer an option.
We took it too far to stop it.
The belly of the beast is never full.
Forged of lost hope, of unforeseen consequences.
This is our animal.
What it brings us is almost suicide.

What's there to do?
The revolution is afoot.
Evolutions door sealed shut.
There is no future for us.
Why did we unlock the shackles?
We neglected to notice an incoming black hole.
We cannot, cannot save our souls.

Mutant.
Defying evolution.
Illusion.
Mustn't be real.
We're losing.
Out of solutions.
We're stupid.
This shouldve been anticipated.

(music slows down here)
Self-control is the key life.
Don't ignore intuition, don't be afraid of instinct.
Self-control is the key to life.
Don't ignore intuition, don't be afraid of instinct.
Self control is the key to life.
Avoid a death that's almost suicide.
Aaaaaaah!
Oh!

This is our animal, mother ****ers.
Our tool, our puppet.
We have to make control possible.
Nothing else may stop it.
We've almost lost hope cause of these unforeseen consequences.
Almost lost hope, accepted this death.
Almost lost hope, almost suicide.
But this is our animal.
Don't lose hope.
Please don't ever lose hope.
This is our animal.
This death that's almost suicide is avoidable.
This is our animal.
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