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Текст песни at the gates - Nausea

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Release me from your world of liesI cannot bear this painDegenerate machineryThe monster we createNausea, oh sweet nauseaGenetic barcode hellMental genocideRepulsive human shellsChoke on the fruits of out lifeCold stare, starving eyesBlinded, tired livesRelease me from this painUnknown to man