| Sparks fly and fire licks my wings
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| Tied to this wood — I was born for burning
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| I rebelled against the flock
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| Declined to submit to slavery
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| As a token from my legions of the chosen few
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| I reveal the secrets to the world’s most famous forgery
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| As flames devour my skin
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| Flesh melting — peeling off
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| My days as an earthbound entity
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| Are outnumbered and have come to an end
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| I will never be laid to rest
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| But be free from oppression
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| Those of my kin — the black flame
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| Those of my sin — hail my name
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| Those of us that have been given eyes to see
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| Will never be laid to rest but be free from oppression
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| In this hour I finally separate
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| Carnal knowledge from divine will
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| In this hour I finally separate
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| Myself from your tyranny
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| Still our enemies will keep hiding
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| In the shadows with betrayal against reason
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| But with my reprisal I shall endure
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| And uncover the magnitude of this treason
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| I will arise from perdition
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| And let me presence known
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| I will author a new era
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| And have my Beast shown
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| My stigma is of damnation
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| I am from beyond your God |