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I.
Subliminal voice is calling me
Incredible noise is arguing with creed
Doubtful confidence is playing with my nerves
I pray for God's help, but I don't deserve it

BR:
The power is, power is always on top
I want too much, I'll never get enough
The power is, power is always on top
I want too much, I'll never get enough

R:
I'm Six Four Three Eight Nine Triple Zero
I'm Six Four Three Eight Nine Triple Zero

II.
I sink in the despair, praying for death
The eyeless iron mask is welded on my head
Untouchable purity doesn't exist
Contained blood in my veins bodes my decease

R:
I'm Six Four Three Eight Nine Triple Zero
I'm Six Four Three Eight Nine Triple Zero

III.
While didn't fade, exterminate
And baptize to hypnotize
My stillborn brain
This is for my depression
Blank walls are around my immortality
My irresponsibility
My reality
Contamination
That's how I try to resurrect