| The utmost self-searching journey
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| And I can feel it in the air
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| Everything is turned upside down and inside out
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| The chaotic, strangled inner glow
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| From dead, empty lifeless eyes
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| Snot, tears and fucking misery
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| Dodens kolde satans guf’s
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| C jennom marg og bein. |
| Feber I en dypf’ryst s jel
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| Fra fleinsoppens og helvetes k jetting — lenker
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| et langt skritt til himmelen
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| et lite steg fra helvete
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| My darkest thoughts haunt me
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| (and) I am trying to hide
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| but I don’t know how
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| twisting like a fucking worm
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| I see the soul in your eyes
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| I see through you…
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| Distrubing flashbacks
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| A rusty machine in a mechanical void
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| (But the doors are still open…)
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| Dodens kolde satans guf’s
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| C jennom marg og bein. |
| Feber I en dypf’ryst s jel
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| Fra fleinsoppens og helvetes k jetting — lenker |