| The reflection reveals only what we want to see
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| facing the betrayal of humanity
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| the unhollowed root nurtred by the bursted plague
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| abstract our attitude to life
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| this is what we’ve become
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| a self betrayal breed with no remorse
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| our empty souls are hopelessly possessed
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| this mental possession will lay us to rest
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| wired and castigated by devils hand on a burial ground
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| it’s deep deep down below
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| stillborn we are drifting in incubators
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| lying in open graves — forevermore
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| the reflection reveals only what we want to see
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| facing the betrayal of humanity
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| this is what we’ve become
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| our empty souls are hopelessly possessed
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| this mental possession will lay us to rest
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| wired and castigated by devils hand on a burial ground
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| WE COME SO ALIVE
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| it creates our human shell to an existence of eternity
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| once the prey is down
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| a sense of relief flows to us
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| while we await your last breath
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| doomed from its birth
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| addled we’re obliged to murder |