| Weapons of mass-hypnosis
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| Alert resistant failure
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| Proudly gifted with skills
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| Of indoctrination
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| Close your eyes and follow me
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| And I will show you
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| Where to search and how to die
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| Hiding in glamorous smite
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| Provided at ground zero
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| A frozen echo unborn
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| Between worlds so deep they
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| Cannot be reached
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| In ancient urge, pretend or fly
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| Still your smile remains a fraud
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| I hail those whose pulse beats free
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| When strong in strangulation
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| Too far a journey
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| To hold the mask in three
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| Sessions for credible superior scorn
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| Your mind astray see only hope
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| In what to taste and touch
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| Come and take your place beside me
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| And clarity of vision will emerge
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| With weapons of mass-crises
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| Bewildered thoughts succeed
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| When basic fear reigns sublime
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| My heart in heaven, my soul in hell
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| What and who to follow
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| Some dead man’s division
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| Or lessons learned in cruelty?
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| Hollow heart, subsiding soul
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| Unhinged devastation exhumed
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| Take control when
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| Bottom-floor cracks
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| Unlocking hell’s prison
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| Hollow heart, subsiding soul
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| Unhinged devastation exhumed
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| Take control when
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| Bottom-floor cracks
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| Unlocking hell’s prison
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| Impermanent state contaminated
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| Inferior fool dement
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| Significant woe given
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| Infectious blood brewing
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| Destination agony
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| Gathering every sign
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| Capable of killing
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| A prosperous potent instinct
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| In willfulness like that
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| No answers are needed
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| As uncertainty becomes
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| The singularity
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| From this day on
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| Trapped and screaming
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| You will forever remain
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| As lost and drained as completely
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| Fulfilled
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| Take me there
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| To snare in attack at those
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| Molded in frames of suffering
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| Only to realise death
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| I hail those whose pulse beats free
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| When strong in strangulation
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| Too far a journey
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| To hold the mask in three
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| Sessions for credible superior scorn |