| Lay a sullen grin upon this helpless knave
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| And lead the way that you wish
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| For these chained hands will always follow
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| The guilt and shame you guide me with
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| For I am here and will never leave
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| Sear the symphonies that lead you to elude my presence
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| Breaking yet another piece of me
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| The pieces of shattered life are left scattered behind
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| I touched a lamb, this is the lamb I touched
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| Could I ever be taken from your side
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| A cold light would dim so low
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| Could I ever lift this forceful fear implanted
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| An extinguished fever, I could breathe no more
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| Uncover these hands to leave them stretch out
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| For you to view the palms stained of crimson glistening
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| Wide open, these hands aren’t yours
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| They are not the ones you owned before
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| No longer am I the lifeless fool
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| So long a possession you thought was needed to be placed on me
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| Ran out with blood you spilled over my corpse
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| This is the enemy that you’ve created
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| From a lifeless fool
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| I am not the prey for which to feed
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| All I want is to see starvation set
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| Lamb you told me to obey, lamb
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| Lamb thy enemy |