| Since I remember, every eye’s burnt with wrath
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| Since I remember, every hand’s been stained with crime
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| Since I remember, every word’s dripped with lies
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| Since I remember, every step’s been a risk
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| We’ve been the hate’s alchemists
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| The great violent search for shimmering release
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| Death, fear and anger are the perfect recipe!
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| I’ve fallen and crawled through the ages in nowhere land
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| Blind, suffocated by submissive life
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| Prolonged lethargy grows like a claw
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| Then breeds anger, cuts the bonds
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| The human swarm full of spikes, sting without mercy every time
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| I slotted into the order of this severe world
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| I bred my anger, my dormant arm
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| Sculpted in the lurid forge of my fears
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| Hounded mind reached into the darkness sphere
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| The inside fury gained with every wound
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| The latent fuse, the bomb inside
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| I slowly enter the fragile Ground
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| Sanity stands against the wrath
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| I’m getting closer to the anger line
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| Closer than ever to slake the urge
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| Curiously staring at what is beyond the line
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| Too many years, too many scars…
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| Pointless awaiting just whets appetite
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| Sinners, the cursed ones, temptingly calling my fucking name
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| Just a few steps forward to feel released
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| Just a couple moves to awake the beast!
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| Closer than ever, closer to hell
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| I walk into shadow, the valley of the damned |