| The blame is static air
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| Dressed up and second guessed
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| I am insolence and raw power
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| Beyond the need to confess
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| This wild invocation
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| The beast within
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| Spitting in the face of submission
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| Rebranding deadly sin
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| My heart beats with savage blood
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| From the fire below to the stars above
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| My heart beats with savage blood
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| And I won’t repent for what I’ve become
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| In this carnal house of iron
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| The flesh will rise again
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| And I’m falling through no longer
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| The age of earth begins
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| To align with desire
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| And shed our broken skin
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| My heart beats with savage blood
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| From the fire below to the stars above
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| My heart beats with savage blood
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| And I won’t repent for what I’ve become
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| So let our vibrant hearts resound
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| An anthem to our lives unbound
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| And let them know we truly lived
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| While the dead rot, we will give
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| No poetry in shame
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| No life in passion tamed
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| And let them know we truly lived
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| While the dead march, we will give
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| My heart beats with savage blood
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| From the fire below to the stars above
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| My heart beats with savage blood
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| And I won’t repent for what I’ve become |