| I am discharging the twilights of my mind
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| Conditioning fabricates my authentic sight
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| My radiant past, beaten paths are left behind
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| In the sea of make-believes, lies the remnants of dying mind
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| Death notice, think deep, death sentence, think deep
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| Last shout, breath deep, last twitch, sink deep
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| The morbid images are draining my consciousness
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| Raping, slaughtering my thinking process
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| Once I was a beast of a man, now I am just a man of a straw
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| Beaten paths are now left behind, the paths of dawn
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| Lost ideals of the future became the past
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| Revolutions of silent lambs are despairly made to last
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| This meaningless life breaks down far way too fast
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| Psychic hellhounds tear remains of abandoned soul rags
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| Break my essence, the core of weak morality
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| Steal my essence, it’s an empty meaningless territory
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| Break my skull, the vermin caveman decease
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| Eat my guts, modern man’s heel of Achilles |