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stake our claim.
From fiber-optic lights to satellite rains, 
We are the pulse, the life in these veins.
From fiber-optic lights to satellite rains,  
We

Hold my hand
I've been holdings hands with time
We could live off of the radar
And escape these satellites
I'll go hunting with a weapon
That I

of ionosphere
Bringer of fire
Prometheus burns for us
Reigns over empires
Where river of lies unearths
Satellite kingdoms
Where overlords feed off
Humanity's

surrender to you

We won't surrender to the pagers
Or the mobile phones
We won't surrender to a theatre of dreams brought by satellite to our homes
We won't