| Feeble as we are and as we were before
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| Where the mistake was made
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| When the apple was eaten by those who did not fight against the evil
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| don´t be sorry and do not worry
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| ´cause the God will paint you out of the picture for sure
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| Fable is the lie which told i’ll try to care about you
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| To care about who does the right or wrong
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| His children are dead and their offspring in bed
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| Did a sin after sin
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| Now the god is painting them out of the picture…
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| In his heart he loved them too much
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| but was not allowed to touch
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| ´cause he is not part of their world anymore
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| of his own greatest creation
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| Buried six feet under there my heart should be
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| As he told before cold wind filled his mouth and made him mute
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| I said i´ll drink that weakness away
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| Just pour me the blood from your heart
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| Fable is the lie which told i’ll try to care about you
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| To care about who does the right or wrong
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| God is painting them out of the picture
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| Of his own greatest creation
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| Buried six feet under there my heart should be
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| As he told before cold wind filled his mouth and made him mute
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| …Sweetly buried in six feet under ground |