Panic was never a factor
I looked into the maw of a burning reactor
And so my soul could soar
With my heart on the altar
Of science
Like an obedient dog

Pity is never a factor
When mercy is a sign of a talentless actor
And as you grow, its hold on your throat starts to falter
And once you go beyond pure humanity's border

You will come running back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
A wounded dog
Run back like a dog
To Her

I know of pain and devotion
A gear in the machine grew immune to corrosion
Go on, turn back the clock
I will set it in motion all over
Like an obedient dog
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