Correction Paroles There is No Certainty in Flesh But Death par Dan Bull

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Ah, it's a nice day for a picnic, I'm rather famished
Good job I thought and brought a pile of sandwiches
So I park up the Ark Mechanicus but it's so dark
It's hard to know what planet it is, pull out the A to Z
It takes skill to read this, I think it says "Silva Tenebris"
Lost and found, a whole forgotten realm
Let's have a potter down and look around
Hostiles! Hostile as a cross-rottweiler or Twitter mob
Dropping a dox file, they waited in Agrolekh
Baited and ambushed us, chasing us back to the Caestus Metalican
But their game plan was arrogant, they hadn't factored in
The fact we're way more than man, augmented
In this case, we're the capital letters so now we're adept
At making up acronyms, so A.M. might be the Ark Mechanicus
Or a mark of Bradley McManus'
Bow down when I rap the canticles but don't try this at home
It'll smash your mandible, syntax so fanciful
Got a lot to answer for but my hands are full
Literally jammed full of cybernetics
Your writhing flesh is kind of pathetic

There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal
There is no strength in flesh, only weakness
There is no constancy in flesh, only decay
There is no certainty in flesh but death
There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal
There is no strength in flesh, only weakness
There is no constancy in flesh, only decay
There is no certainty in flesh but death

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