| Flickering chains of doleful regret
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| The edge of supremacy painted bloodred
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| Used and abused just barely breathing
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| A chemical addiction in shape of a man
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| Legs fail to carry me forth
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| Cold fear is taking control
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| Broken unable to watch
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| Frozen just like a corpse
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| Fractal crimson red
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| Manipulatin' every breath
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| Waitin' for the final blow
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| Flowin' down my throat…
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| And still I’m cravin' for more
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| I’ve seen the world in shades of red
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| I’ve seen the future it looks so dead
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| A forlorn cry to the endless mist
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| A shallow grave down into the abyss
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| I’ve seen the spectre of another sun
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| Two steps ahead and six feet beyond
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| I’ve seen the glory in a plastic sack
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| Dispatched home for a grave to erect
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| Massacre’s rivers flowing bloodred
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| Funeral fumes the stench of the dead
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| A ravenous thirst devouring my soul
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| The echoes of war lost far in the cold
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| Rain is starting to fall
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| Washin' the dark of my soul
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| Ravens gathering fast
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| Who knows if I’ll ever reach
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| Fractal crimson red
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| Manipulatin' every breath
|
| Waitin' for the final blow
|
| Flowin' down my throat…
|
| And still I’m cravin' for more
|
| I’ve seen the world in shades of red
|
| I’ve seen the future it looks so dead
|
| A forlorn cry to the endless mist
|
| A shallow grave down into the abyss
|
| I’ve seen the spectre of another sun
|
| Two steps ahead and six feet beyond
|
| I’ve seen the glory in a plastic sack
|
| Dispatched home for a grave to erect
|
| Fractal crimson red
|
| Manipulatin' every breath
|
| Waitin' for the final blow
|
| Flowin' down my throat…
|
| And still I’m cravin' for more
|
| I’ve seen the world in shades of red
|
| I’ve seen the future it looks so dead
|
| A forlorn cry to the endless mist
|
| A shallow grave down into the abyss
|
| I’ve seen the spectre of another sun
|
| Two steps ahead and six feet beyond
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| I’ve seen the glory in a plastic sack
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| Dispatched home for a grave to erect
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| The sky is turning red |