| I see smoke and fire, breathe in again
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| I smell lust, desire and sinful shame
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| The honest man turn a liar in search for fame
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| We’re preying on the weak within the rules of the game
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| We’re going through purgatory on a quest for glory
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| With skull and bones they will tell our story
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| This is the life in our own divine comedy
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| Can you hear the bones break into a million pieces
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| The smell of skin burning it increases
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| This is the life in our own divine comedy
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| Wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy and gluttony
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| The seven sins they define our reality
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| For our disease there’s no cure, no remedy
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| We’re all actors in a farce, a divine comedy
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| We’re going through purgatory on a quest for glory
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| With skull and bones they will tell our story
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| This is the life in our own divine comedy
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| Can you hear the bones break into a million pieces
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| The smell of skin burning it increases
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| This is the life in our own divine comedy |