Flashback from Wasted Days by Artificial Lift

What is the value of this life, one’s soul that lies inside?
Chemically programmed by a device, from a planet way up high.
Short glimpse of a memory from before, an oath, we all agreed to more…
It’s business as they say. Cash out at the end of the day.

Marching through darkness, delusional, disturbed and wandering.

Flashback once more.
Flashback before.

Crosshairs are fixed, trigger pulled, kill or be killed is what this is.
Wearing a blindfold sharpens your sense, blood quickly rushes to your brain.

Snap back to reality, a flashback of a forgotten tragedy.

There is no time for fear in this life, let in the beauty of the night.

Flashback once more.
Flashback before.
Flashback once more.
Flashback before.

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