**Verse 1:**
The towers gleam, a chrome embrace,
Where Excelite elites find their space.
Pleasure domes of light and sound,
Luxury's echo, all around.
Cities crumble, swallowed whole,
By walls of steel, a gilded goal.
The surface scarred, a distant dream,
For depth-grovelers, trapped it seems.

**Chorus:**
Neoplasmin, the currency flows,
Through veins of metal, underground woes.
Tiered cities, dark and deep,
Where broken dreams forever sleep.
Excelceites on high above,
The forgotten masses, fueled by love?
A twisted game, a cruel design,
For those who toil, and those who shine.

**Verse 2:**
In neon hues, the Excelite revels,
While shadows crawl, their freedom rebels.
Virtual landscapes, endless bliss,
Oblivion's touch, a stolen kiss.
Depth-grovelers, hands calloused and raw,
Mining treasures, breaking law.
Neoplasmin, a bitter prize,
To fuel the engines of paradise.

**Chorus:**
Neoplasmin, the currency flows,
Through veins of metal, underground woes.
Tiered cities, dark and deep,
Where broken dreams forever sleep.
Excelceites on high above,
The forgotten masses, fueled by love?
A twisted game, a cruel design,
For those who toil, and those who shine.

**Bridge:**
Can hope ignite in the darkest mine?
Will rebellion's fire entwine?
The chasm grows, between the light,
And shadows yearning for the night.

**Chorus:**
Neoplasmin, the currency flows,
Through veins of metal, underground woes.
Tiered cities, dark and deep,
Where broken dreams forever sleep.
Excelceites on high above,
The forgotten masses, fueled by love?
A twisted game, a cruel design,
For those who toil, and those who shine.

Mining For Neoplasmin

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Mining For Neoplasmin

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