| Listen!
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| At the frail glass halls of his mind
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| Remove the blindfold!
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| The statues and the banners began to collapse
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| So, what options you were given?
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| Pain was the number one on that list
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| You, had to tear down the walls and barriers
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| To keep your sanity and freedom
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| You did not feel hatred anymore
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| Everything felt good and right
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| Like you had wiped out an error
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| That caused this world to rot
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| But again you realize — Nothing did change
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| Too much unspoken, statues are falling
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| You cannot change the mind
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| Of the sheep flock called humanity
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| It was all in vein
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| Her fingers run through my hair
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| All her lies run through my mind
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| Razor blades on her finger tips
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| Rend on my skin
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| You did not feel hatred anymore
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| Everything felt good and right
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| Like you had wiped out an error
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| That caused this world to rot
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| Pain was the number one on that list
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| And Pain!
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| You did not feel hatred anymore
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| Everything felt good and right
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| Like you had wiped out an error
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| That caused this world to rot |