| High pitched shrieks, my body lie dead in the streets
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| Yeahhh, my body lie dead in the streets
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| The darkened clouds reflect my inner confusion
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| Frustrating feelings of dying too soon and I’m
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| Sitting in plain view of Master and all of his glory
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| In purgatory, I’m not your everyday sinner
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| It’s often viewed as stepping into a great light
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| With shadows of time, some people are forgotten in life
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| Move in past situations, stolen moments frozen proving
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| You ain’t had a thing but evil in your human heart
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| It’s startling, but I keep on following
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| The pain is mind-boggling, I hear angry souls hollering
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| High pitched shrieks, my body lie dead in the streets
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| Crackheads searching through my pockets too I see this all from side view
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| Now as I stand in the judgment of my forefathers
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| They agree I was murdered without my goal accomplished
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| Inside my heart is where the curse lay scared in the worst way
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| Like a savior on the third day, I rise
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| «feel my aura, just around death’s corner»
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| (Rise!) Rise!
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| The actual transition between death and life
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| Reveals darks passageways, painted like stained glass
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| Soaking wet from the rain and my brain tired
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| And I’m barefooted freezing cold as I walk through fires
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| A child born with no soul signifies my return
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| From pure thought to put my killer’s ashes in a urn
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| Outside the realm of light, demons dance in preparation
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| Weightless, only to be seen during incantation
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| Feel my aura, just around death’s corner
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| Hands of liquid candlelit by a mourner (water)
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| Surrounding me it startles me, cry to me
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| Visions pushing me towards revenge and anger nothing’s stopping me
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| What about this Crow it follows wherever I go
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| From a rooftop I see one of my killers in the window
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| Tears dwell up in my eyes, turn to highs, blood’s
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| Raining from the skies, as one of my murderers dies… rise
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| «The flesh is weak…»
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| (Rise!) Rise!
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| I believe… I believe
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| Yeah…
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| Yeah, I inhale the cold mist feeling lost
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| Like I’m in a dark forest that’s illuminated by my soul
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| Like a Phoenix from the Earth watch me take flight
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| The world’s in color when I walk it’s all in black and white
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| I try to scream but no sound escapes, migraines
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| I shapeshift, I exist, she doesn’t remain
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| Her name’s etched in the walls of my nightmares
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| And levitates and elevates like flights of stairs
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| Second thoughts about karma but I can’t cease
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| Without revenge, I think I’ll never rest in peace
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| Blemishing, shaken like I’m off of heroin
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| I’m burrowing deep to reverse death, remembering
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| Now I rise like a zombie from the dirt I kill again
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| Feeling no better than what I am here to avenge
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| As we stand face to face you see death in my eyes
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| I won’t destroy another man, the flesh is weak… rise
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| Chorus: (variations)
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| Sometimes death ain’t even strong enough to stop living spirit
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| With our mind we call life into existence
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| Worlds are thoughts that are burning in me
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| Sometimes we come back
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| Chorus: (variations and outro) |