| Demonic fiend in the eyes of the lord
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| A failed abortion to misfortune and scorn
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| The kindred spirit with a soul that’s possessed
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| I walk alone through the valley of death
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| Am I a figment of imagination?
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| Unknown to myself, the struggling to move on
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| Another day over, misery and regret
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| Can’t wait till it’s over, I am better off dead
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| Your scar will not stop bleeding
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| No sign of ever healing
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| My heart if filled with darkness
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| It’s what you always wanted
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| This life is not worth living
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| The gift that keeps on giving
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| A fist of adulation
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| I accept the word of Satan-yes I do
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| Behind these eyes there is nothing to see
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| Abominated by my choice to blaspheme
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| Demonic forces overriding control
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| The time predicted and the hour foretold
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| Where is the fear that keeps you closer to god?
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| Then I appear and you wish I would be gone
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| Covered in terror far beyond your belief
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| Never existed, am I only a dream?
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| Your scar will not stop bleeding
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| No sign of ever healing
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| My heart if filled with darkness
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| It’s what you always wanted
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| This life is not worth living
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| The gift that keeps on giving
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| A fist of adulation
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| I accept the word of Satan |