| Feel myself sinking into
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| The darkest thoughts I’ve ever known
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| Visions of torrents of blood
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| Flicker in my mind when I think of their crimes
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| To strike back for them, to watch it collapse
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| To know they’ll never victimize again
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| Not ever at all
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| Can’t let myself decay into to what I despise
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| Resist the pull of the darkness
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| Above the hate I have to rise
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| Fight to hold the high ground
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| Focus on setting them free
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| Won’t contribute to the psycho
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| Won’t contribute to the madness
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| Tentacles of the altering eye
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| Hold the lens of distortion over it all
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| Can’t let myself decay into to what I despise
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| Resist the pull of the darkness
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| Above the hate I have to rise
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| I have to rise |