| The damned ascend upon impurities of heart
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| We waste no time to start this war
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| A declaration
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| Cut you down at the knees
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| These false ideals we’ll never be a part of A declaration
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| For what you could never swear to me You’re just a trend a lamb in sheep’s clothing
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| Time to strike the nerve and erase
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| We are standing right here and we’ll stand here forever
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| You can’t destroy what you can not replace
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| This is our time for redemption
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| And I see it in your face
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| A soldier of fortune clones
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| This day I’ll hide from your reflection in the mirror
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| No sanctuary no fucking hope
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| Now stand to your feet
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| Out of your shadows a plague to me We are the prodigal sons and daughters
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| No fear of death and sorrow or failure
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| You’re just a trend a lamb in sheep’s clothing
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| Time to strike the nerve and erase
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| We are standing right here and we’ll stand here forever
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| You can’t destroy what you can not replace
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| And I see it in your eyes
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| A soldier of disgusting clones
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| You always hide your reflection in the mirror
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| No sanctuary no fucking hope
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| Let me explain so you can understand me You’re all fake to me Let me scream so you can fucking hear me You’re all a plague
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| Another sickness to me |