| Please forgive me, unlighted
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| I’ve been carried away.
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| Away from your sins.
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| I’ve been forced to use so much different faces
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| The clairvoyant in me
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| Has been carried away
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| Drifted away, by the wind
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| And everytime that I see myself in the mirror.
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| My shadows suddenly pledge to me
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| Am I worthy of your disguise?
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| Am I still worthy to wear the mask?
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| My misconceptions, my darkest fears
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| My only phobia has become real !
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| The elixir fades in my hands
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| My feelings change and im trapped in celestial forms
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| I’ve listen to the voices
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| Surrounding at the break of dawn
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| I’m the prophet of my own demise
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| Savior of my own
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| I’ve listen to the voices
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| Am I still worthy to wear the mask?
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| Am I worthy of your disguise?
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| The mask I wear out in plain sight
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| Unlighted, don’t leave me aside
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| Celestial clock don’t change your time
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| My misconceptions, my darkest fears, my only phobia has become real
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| I’ve listen to the voices
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| Surrounding at the break dawn
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| I’m the prophet of my own demise
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| Savior of my own
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| I’ve listen to the voices
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| Surrounding at the break dawn
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| I’m the prophet of my own demise
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| Savior of my own |