| You imagine what can happen
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| What can shorten your life in a second
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| Hand, knife, rope of a madman
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| Can lie low on every piece
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| Of the journey through darkness
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| Can you imagine pain and suffering?
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| Stab of a knife in the living body
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| Death is just a part of our lives
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| But you are afraid to see its temple
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| In depth of night you feel the look of mad eyes
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| Steps and looks of furious beast
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| You force yourself to forget the thought
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| Of wandering the world of shadows
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| That look belongs to you and to your body
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| Your sacrifice will be as big as your pain
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| Caused by the edge of steel
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| You’ll experience if reality really equals imagination
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| The eyes of the beast watch your suffering
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| Hands of a madmen destroys what still breathes
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| The eye of the beast dark and cold
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| Search for another innocent victim
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| It’s chosen the right to control human life
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| It took more than it ever gave
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| It’s time to give it what it deserves
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| It has only hope, quick death |