| In the darkness that feeds your mind
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| In your cavernous seething eyes
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| You lost some things you never could replace
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| Tell me why
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| I see the forces that drive you
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| Who said I?
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| For you it’s too late to see
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| Tell me why
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| Will they make you feel righteous?
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| Hear the cries
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| They’ll flash their twisted faces across my screen
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| In a world ruled by obsession
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| Seeking retribution
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| Breathing pure aggression
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| A reflection of the hate that you must breed
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| You’re out of reach
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| Out of reach
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| So you got to keep on with your sinister life
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| It’s too late to change your mind
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| Your end will be violent and abrupt
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| Make sure what’s done is done
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| Tell me why
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| I see the forces inside you
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| Who said I?
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| For you it’s too late to see
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| Tell me why
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| Does it make you feel righteous?
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| Hear the cries
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| To flash their twisted faces across my screen
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| In a world ruled by obsession
|
| Seeking retribution
|
| Breathing pure aggression
|
| A reflection of the hate that you must breed
|
| In a world ruled by obsession
|
| Seeking retribution
|
| Breathing pure aggression
|
| A reflection of the hate that you must breed
|
| You’re out of reach
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| Out of reach
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| You’re out of reach
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| Out of reach |