Slip of Time
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Fighting for the fastest files
All the boards have different styles
But one must lead this pitiful pack
The board so scared, their stepping back

Taking wares as they come in
The board so fast, the others spin
Knock them off their little track
We bother not to dare look back

Try to stop us if you will
But all your boards will lie there still
Though all these boards can not compete
The very best will not retreat

And now I say it once again
Close your eyes and count to ten
When they open, we'll be done
The file race we will have won

To all of you who know whats right
Just go to bed another night
When you awaken, you'll fall dead
By many days, we are ahead

Power to the sacred crime
Wares so fast, we're back in time
While other boards may seem so slow
Slip of Time will always grow

[MYSTiC PLAGUEúBL/´DE]