| Our mind manipulation was no strength for the deceased
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| The masterplan defeasted by the laws of earth’s beliefs
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| And in death’s costume now I live a lonely, empty corpse
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| Existing matter left to wait infinity’s demise
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| For all the greed my just reward
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| The reaper’s prize the mask of death
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| It fits my face and grips my skull as exact as can be A perfect mold symmetric cast forever locked to me For all the greed my just reward
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| The reaper’s prize the mask of death
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| A marching ghoul the sight of hell, hell!!!
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| This war was armageddon the rising of the dead
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| As every breath of every life has vanished from the world
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| And here we stand the winning losers left to wander earth
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| The miles and miles of emptiness witnessed by no one
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| And as the story ends I’m still wishing for my dream
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| Of being dead, forgotten, no longer a machine!
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| There isn’t pulse yet on I go somewhere in between
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| I cannot stop my time on earth or end my legacy
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| Thinking back to my past in truth I fell from grace
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| And for my sins I’m one of «them"and they are one of me And as the story ends I’m still wishing for my dream
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| Of being dead, forgotten, no longer a machine!
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| For what mind created man and what did end his reign?
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| Just who created planet earth and who created me?
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| For I am only flesh and bone a seed of many seeds
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| A soulless victim on a chain a slave to what does lead |