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| Carcass Swansong Room 101 (Music: Steer) (Lyrics: Walker) Don't claim to be a prophet Don't claim to read the stars But I can see a future Mapped out in scars Look to the skies Keep praying to your gods Your only salvation Will come in the shape of the bomb No clockwork orange The doom watch ticks There's no second coming Only final conflict Blind pessimism? Only time will tell The cold hard reality Is that this world had gone to hell And this is where I belong In my room one zero one As I sit here all alone In my own private year zero These numbers branded Embedded in the mind How can your herald a future When it's already arrived? Keep looking to the skies Keep waiting for your lord You fools there's no second coming To redeem you all And this is where I belong In my room one zero one As I sit here all alone In my own private year zero (leads) Don't claim to be a prophet Don't claim to sight the stars But I can read the future In anguished mental scars I have no faith In anything that you hold dear The future is ours Only in sweat and tears And this is where I belong In my room one zero one As I sit here all alone In my own private year zero And this is where I belong In my room one zero one As I sit here all alone In my own private year zero |
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