| I realize as I awake
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| Life’s to be taken to a new level
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| Belief is not the way
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| Dogma will dispirit your soul
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| The only road to mastery of life
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| Is to determine it’s extremity
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| When it shall expire
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| Choosing victim is easy
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| Enemies are first in line
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| You are the sworn
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| Targets for my crime
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| Expectations are growing fast
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| Stronger as I plan
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| Life’s to get new dimensions
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| Mercy denied, I celebrate
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| Only road to mastery
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| Determine life’s extremity
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| Someone’s gonna die
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| Moment of death I release the blood
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| Awaiting thrills but I’m still cold
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| Instead of the power I’d possess
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| Reinjected emptiness
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| A belief in something
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| That couldn’t fulfill my needs
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| I feel nausea
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| With myself, not with my deeds
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| So I’m back where I begun
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| But the only way out is another one
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| Tired, confused, exhausted
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| I stab the dagger to my chest
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| My strength is not enough
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| Enough to penetrate
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| Pitiful I am
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| And despite the pain
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| Laughter from my throat
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| I just can’t restrain
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| I vomit, I laugh, I suffocate
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| Ironic no one can deny
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| Beside my victim I laugh to death
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| Oh what a funny way to die |