| Split my skin, fuck my wounds
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| Desecrate the Inner Sanctum in which I hide
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| Drag me through the mud, blind my whitening eyes
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| That I may see darkness in the tunnels ov light
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| Pain I cannot deny
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| As I rot in this empty shell
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| Swamped in disaffection
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| Introducing to my newborn hell
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| Be it not so!
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| Thou shall see me not in agony
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| Failure was and is no option
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| 'Tis my undying self
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| The ever wandering son ov the morn
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| Abandoned, yet never to be conquered
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| I never mourn, I never look back as long as Thy phosphoric rays
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| Grant me more pleasure than pain
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| I, who is evil can receive no good
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| Though I still crave, I’m yearning for
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| Thy healing touch ov grace…
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| Pain is timeless
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| When I question the laws ov god
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| Drowned in everlasting confusion
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| Caress my hate against the mob
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| Be it not so!
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| Thou shall see me not in agony
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| Failure was and is no option
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| 'Tis my undying self
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| The ever wandering son ov the morn
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| Abandoned, yet never to be conquered
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| The opponent!
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| My life’s work is complete… |