Turn to the sixty-six for just a second
When seven frightens nine the game begins
So we reckon
variety wins

Since crowding pays the raise of productivity has set the mark
and justified the cage,
justified confines,
justified the fabricated differentiation in our minds
Yet there is nothing to face
Yet there is nothing to face
nothing defied,
nothing to live for when reason is offline tonight
Tonight we're killing resistance
Tonight we're killing the distance
Distinctiveness is existence
by operating the rest from inside
by operating the rest from inside