| The pages are turning
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| A new chapter has begun
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| His hallow gaze
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| Will personify the sun
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| Cataclysmic thoughts of a world lost in their vision
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| Condemned to wither in corrosion
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| Never to be seen again
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| As I turn the light in this new world
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| The insects will disperse into the darkness once again
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| Squandering wastefully
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| Sterilizing the bugs that decided to remain
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| You have been reborn to reflect the new image of evil
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| As it becomes one with your world
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| Translucent wings will guide you to your bitter end
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| The tides have finally turned in my favor
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| Another disclaimer
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| Now
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| The new and the improved
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| Fractured panes of time
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| (Can't stop me now)
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| There is no turning back
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| (Can't stop me now)
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| The fear is growing
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| (Can't stop me now)
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| Knee deep in loathing
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| Waking upon the hatred within
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| Can’t stop me
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| There is no turning back
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| These pages ripped from a darkened gospel
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| With words built by plague
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| By name they shall know
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| «Thine face seen through flame»
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| Inside I shall live for eternity
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| These pages ripped from a darkened gospel
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| Scarred by the sun
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| What a story to tell in your prison cell
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| 6 feel below the ground
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| While you’re rotting in hell
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| It appears that we’ve been mistaken
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| From under the shroud we’ve come to play again
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| The night is dark and full of terrors
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| Permeating through the ripples of a fractured world
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| I will rewrite the story of their dilatory life
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| Replacing their words with my thoughts buried inside
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| I am the behemoth of misery
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| Culling the masses
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| Creating the void of infinity
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| That you will succumb to
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| (Can't stop me now)
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| The fear is growing
|
| (Can't stop me now)
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| Knee deep in loathing
|
| Waking upon the hatred within
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| Can’t stop me
|
| There is no turning back
|
| These pages ripped from a darkened gospel
|
| With words built by plague
|
| By name they shall know
|
| «Thine face seen through flame»
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| Inside I shall live for eternity
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| These pages ripped from a darkened gospel
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| Scarred by the sun
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| What a story to tell in your prison cell
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| 6 feel below the ground
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| While you’re rotting rotting in…
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| Hell
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| The word of the devil whispers into my ears
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| As my will gives way to his bidding
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| Bible black
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| Paint that fucking book blood red
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| As your world is devoured in flames |