| Strength. |
| Born from pain. |
| Beyond that of my flesh.
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| Betrayed, robbed and beaten, but not defeated. |
| Through my
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| search for allies, I have found myself.
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| Persistance is the answer to regain all that was taken.
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| Hatred drives me onwards
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| across to desolation of dying dreams and failure,
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| to find I am my own salvation. |
| From the experience of injustice, from the
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| horror that I have witnessed comes the knowledge that freedom must be won.
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| Strangled by frustration, no longer will I be my
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| victim. |
| My patience is whaning, now all it takes
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| is one spark to set me off. |
| I have to try to find
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| some peace and hold that
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| peace inside before it gets to late. |
| Emancipate my mind.
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| Breathing life into my visions, forcing them into reality.
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| From paradise into the inferno, into paradise, into paradise.
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| Situation Degenerates- The situation degenerates. |
| Again alcohol hits
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| the bloodstream. |
| Overwhelmed by the desire to feed the desire.
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| Inebriation numbs the brain. |
| Nothing changes, nothing
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| improves. |
| Empty bottles and empty days.
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| The captive is pulled deeper into an aimless maze.
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| Wasted time passes as the walls of
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| the vice close in. Dying internal organs no longer fuction.
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| Judgement impaired, direction lost. |
| Trapped in a repeating
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| process. |
| Wasted time passes as the walls of the vice close in.
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| Dying internal organs no longer fuction. |
| Judgement impaired,
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| direction lost. |
| Trapped in a repeating process.
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| The painkiller takes a life.
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| The painkiller takes a life.
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| The painkiller takes a life.
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| The painkiller takes a life. |