| Sentenced to a life after death in pains
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| I will not be As the book of lies suggests
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| Its basis are unworthy and twisted
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| By the holy men
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| Death is older
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| So are the dimensions
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| Onto which we shall travel
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| True servants will be rewarded
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| As they follow their master’s will
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| Disregarded of to whom
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| They devote their lives
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| I shall not listen to the holy lord
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| If he calls my name
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| Trying to pull me towards his kingdom
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| I will choose to die by my own hand
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| The promise failed
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| The one of forgiving the unfaithful
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| Let us stay inside our walls
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| Sheltered from the holy lies
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| True servants will be rewarded
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| As they follow their master’s will
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| This is what we learned
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| This is what I preach
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| Eager to view the other side
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| When the lord calls my name
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| Then what is my destiny
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| Vast lands… I will be a shadow king
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| Or infernal gates
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| With its hidden pleasures to reveal
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| But what is said
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| Should never be regarded
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| As that I follow Him personified
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| He is merely an expression
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| For the force that I indulge
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| The strongest power above all
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| My truest emotion
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| My only friend and all I have
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| To fill my emptiness
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| To make me come true
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| Reward in advance
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| Lies in self-fulfillment
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| I levitate by serving only myself
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| To rise above all
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| I tread the souls of the weak
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| Then what is to be awaited
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| Of this we do not know
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| The only certainty
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| True servants will be rewarded
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| As they follow their master’s will
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| And I follow my own
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| And with reward in advance I levitate
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| We struggle towards the end
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| Serving the one to be served
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| Achieving what has to be achieved
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| With delight we await that very day |