| Now I wake with another face
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| Wounds seeping blood run down a pale complexion as I wonder
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| How I made such a mess of things
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| Struggling to recall a glimmer of a memory
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| So I lay in this shallow grave
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| With only vengeance to inspire me to live again
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| My disgrace has a peculiar name
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| Choking on noxious fumes, no more suffering in vain
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| I will restore what you took from me
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| Reality is whatever I claim
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| Now my story unfolds
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| Killing for practice is more attractive now that I have no soul
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| Smile as I play this role
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| Use my creation to plague the nation until I have control
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| Father, what have you done to me?
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| Lost in the shadow of the creature that you want me to be
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| Father, when will you set me free?
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| Is there a limit to the depths of my insanity?
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| Now I wake with another face
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| Wounds seeping blood run down a pale complexion as I wonder
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| How I’ll make my betrayers pay
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| Struggling to recall a reason for humanity
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| My dismay shall inspire pain
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| You beg for mercy but instead I bring you agony
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| Poisoning every breath you take
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| Stealing your life away, just like what you did to me
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| I open my eyes and see a light
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| One that can never be reached
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| For as soon as I’m ready embrace the sun
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| The black night swallows me whole
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| I am held captive by the darkness inside of me
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| Father, now are you proud of me?
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| I only reap destruction to honor your memory
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| Father, I feel your cold embrace
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| Losing myself under the blanket of your tragedy
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| Fate has selected me to be the killing joke, the harbinger of irony
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| They have underestimated me. |
| So I’ll just wait til you’re asleep
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| Don’t you dare fall asleep
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| Your torment makes me brand new
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| As I siphon all the life from you
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| The city weeps as I undo
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| Everything that you thought you knew |