| The innocence of our race is bleak
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| Our true nature is revealed
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| That which once shone, turned to rust
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| It’s your turn to feel the consequence
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| The deed is done
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| We walk among the rotting voids
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| Life will be the death of us
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| Death of us
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| Skin peeling off of our diseased bodies
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| We walk the broken path of nil
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| The pathetic nothing we’ve achieved
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| Is just a drop in the sea of failure
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| We’ve grown custom to the smell of death
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| We lust after it
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| No one can forgive us for what we’ve done
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| Skin peeling off our diseased bodies
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| We walk the path of nil
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| No one will survive
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| We’ll stop the wind from blowing
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| We stop the wind from blowing
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| The world is cursed with the human swarm
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| Your lives are forever changed there is no turning back
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| The world is cursed with the human swarm
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| There is no turning back
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| You are forever changed
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| The innocence of our race is bleak
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| Our true nature is revealed
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| That which once shone, turned to rust
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| We are cursed with the human swarm
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| We are cursed with the human swarm |