| Doesn’t matter what I made
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| Doesn’t matter what I said
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| Forever condemned to witness
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| A scarlet world you once forbade
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| Made of carmine, blood-red
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| And crimson walls of distress
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| Doesn’t matter what I made
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| Doesn’t matter what I thought
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| Your sweet words tangled my mind
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| Your angel gaze was masquerade
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| Born guilty, Forerver on cloud zerp
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| Born guilty, everyone can’t be a hero
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| Only scorn for thuths long sought
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| And contempt for those left behind
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| Doesn’t matter what you made
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| Doesn’t matter what you do
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| I will hunt you down like a game
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| In this azure world that you jade
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| Made of cobalt, persian blue
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| And sapphire peaks of shame
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| Doesn’t matter what you think
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| Doesn’t matter what you thought
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| Now it’s time for hatred and warfare
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| Time for your life to crumble and sink
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| With the memory of all that I fought
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| And the end of my recurring nightmare
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| Born guilty, forever on cloud nine
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| Born guilty, now I got this peace of mine |