| So here I am asked myself once again:
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| Who gives the air that I am breathing?
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| Never took the easiest way
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| Never chose the easiest day
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| Couldn磘 find a cause to blame
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| Always got the cash to pay
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| Always found the games to play
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| Sometimes had a beast to tame
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| Why don磘 you hear my voice?
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| Did you accept my choice?
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| Your hope of life dried out
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| When I realised my ame:
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| Hollowed ne thy name
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| Had enough of confidence
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| Held the name of innocence
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| I ruled the land of pain
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| My law was insecure
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| My punishment for sure
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| Who played the masters game?
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| I could not hear your voice?
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| Never accept your choice
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| Your chance of life dried out
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| When I justify my aim:
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| Hollowed be thy name
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| Cold were the days
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| Lost in your memory
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| Cold was reality
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| Cold were the days
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| After our souls had to realise two games
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| Hollowed be thy name |