they come for me when I'm in my bed
they place a sheet down on my head
they lift me up and away I go
is this a dream? I sure hope so
then they cut cut cut into my chest
then they tell me that its for the best
then they cut cut cut into my brain
then they tell me I will feel no pain
then they cut cut cut into my face
then they tell me I look out of place
then they cut cut cut and rearrange
then they tell me now we are all strange
now we plan the final war
this is what I have been dreaming for
we take them young when they're in their beds
then we plant our own thoughts in their heads
then we cut cut cut into their chest
then we tell them that its for the best
then we cut cut cut into their brain
then we tell them they will feel no pain
then we cut cut cut into their face
soon no one will seem out of place
then we cut cut cut and rearrange
this planet now belongs to the strange
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