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Antichrist and barcodes
In the air that we breathe
With a little black box I hide in the sky
In the water that trickles in our mouths
In the codes that flicker are lives
On and off
Does the carton nights
Starts to swallow and shiver
And to freeze
The fish belly up
The unborn served up
Obeying the planets
No insense is strong enough
To make this life complete
Alpha and omega
The great in the small
The butterflies flutter by
The foxes stop running