| I see the world of pain
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| Some say they are insane
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| Only the rage remains
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| Can this all be explained
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| They’re crawling out of the woods
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| They are all misunderstood
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| You know that they’ve lost their way
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| But who are we to say
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| This is their sacred place
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| It’s here they have to stay
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| On unclean ground they pray
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| Through the window a silver of light
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| Nightmare reflected in their eyes
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| All around lives covering the ground
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| When will their way be found?
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| They’re crawling out of the woods
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| They are all misunderstood
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| You know that they’ve lost their way
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| The pain’s too much to take
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| Thrown aside by twist of fate
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| Healing hands come much too late
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| Mental storms that isolate
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| Fires burning their time to dust
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| Soulless cages now surrounded by rust
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| They’re crawling out of the woods
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| They are all misunderstood
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| You know that they’ve lost their way
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| They’re crawling out of the woods
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| They are all misunderstood
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| You know that they’ve lost their way |