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[...]
we think that we're the ones we're the bright unconquered suns
wait a while we'll watch the light grow stale
and we smell so very clean but we're the oil in this machine and
this machine this machine is going wrong

choose your sides
when it comes to the fight
you're bloodless

so tell me again
what am i feeling
you know me so well
so what am i feeling
and how can you tell
i've got a feeling
you don't know

you choose your sides
but in the fight
i see your blood run white
your blood run white
and i've seen it all before
and i see it again
[...]

--Tom McRae.