| Stuck, amidst another illusion, becomes so great that you cannot perceive
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| See, beyond the hallucinations, you only hear just what you want to believe
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| Your delusions lead to stark conclusions, enforce more conclusion — Prophecy
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| Old convictions create new restrictions, slave to your addiction — The Disease
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| Reborn — Beneath the remains you cannot see, the curse is written in blood
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| Descendent of all iniquity, an omen — Our family tree
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| To learn their true motivation, you pierce the skin for they want you to bleed
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| Fear, in the throes of isolation, your only have is the comfort to sleep
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| Your psychosis is the diagnosis for a higher dosage, that’s the key
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| The prescription is the real redemption, from your past afflictions,
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| that you seek
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| You channel the fear, enter the unknown
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| Summon the beast, now you play the role
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| The pain that you hide, it’s slow suicide
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| The cross you bear is not your own |