| We are but a discrepant figure
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| We are an oblivious consciousness
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| Spreading terror throughout our pilgrimage
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| We are unforgivable
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| We are death
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| Let us incinerate what’s left of ourselves
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| Teeth devour the ground
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| Extinguishing the life all around
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| Means mindlessly turn into ends
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| We know upon us this curse will forever impend
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| A gift has doomed us
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| A poison has made us immortal
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| A glaring torch that burns onto itself
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| The source of it all
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| The blaze where we end
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| A flame to deliver us
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| A flame to incarcerate us
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| This cold fire will burn us all
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| We offer our souls on the altar of synthetical gods
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| This is the crater where we shall leap into
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| Undivided in our exhaustion
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| There will be nothing left to overcome
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| Our ashes encompassed by the soil
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| Until forever more
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| A gift has doomed us
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| A poison has made us immortal
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| This cold fire will burn us all
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| We offer our soul on the altar of synthetical gods
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| A flame was enough to deliver us
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| A flame was enough to incarcerate us
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| This cold fire will burn us all
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| We offer our souls on the altar of mechanical gods
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| We disappear with our irrelevant scapegoats
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| Since we could not bear with the time we won
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| Let us be buried by inhuman sons
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| We are death
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| Let us incinerate what’s left of ourselves |