lights blur shifting slightly, always the rain
he's there hunting nightly, driven by pain
burns fast shining brightly, dies in vain
he's here, speaking lightly of life in pain
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bionic killer the spider in his net
comes to his maker as close as he can get
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weak little creatures speaking with god
their cries so insane, their prayers just in vain
'cause i am the replicant, to hell with the gods
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too late to escape, too late to regret
no time to hide, no time to forget
lights blur shifting slightly, always the rain
he's there hunting nightly, driven by pain
---
weak little creatures speaking with god
their cries so insane, their prayers just in vain
'cause i am the replicant, to hell with the gods
---
the rain, always the rain
your pain sustained