| I came to proclaim the obvious
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| Pay heed to what I disclose
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| Tales of destruction shall be told
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| To this world that’s growing cold
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| Suffering shall be redefined
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| Meet me in the eye of the storm
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| Pay heed to what I have to say
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| A shapeless demon from the void
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| Will bring all evidence you need
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| Apply Salt to the Open Wound
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| To fulfill expectations of your gods, and your masters
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| To cleanse your spirit
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| To satisfy society
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| Salvation is accompanied by pain
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| Nothing ventured and nothing gained
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| Contorted muscles, broken bones
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| Pools of blood, tormented groans
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| Apply Salt to the Open Wound
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| Become one of the chosen few worthy of life
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| Within this realm of delusional distress
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| You’re all alone and naked like beasts
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| And you’ve got nothing to confess
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| I came to proclaim the obvious
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| Pay heed to what i disclose
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| Tales of destruction shall be told
|
| To this world that’s growing cold
|
| Suffering shall be redefined
|
| Meet me in the eye of the storm
|
| Pay heed to what i have to say
|
| A shapeless demon from the void
|
| Will bring all evidence you need
|
| Apply Salt to the Open Wound
|
| To fulfill expectations of your gods, and your masters
|
| To cleanse your spirit
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| To satisfy society |