| Pride can leave you dead inside
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| Rot spread in mind
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| An infection left behind
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| Cold is your heart that resides
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| Though I am still alive
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| Rose from a grave marked The Deprived
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| Hide behind weakened eyes
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| False claims of strife
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| Shall I reveal your crimes?
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| So that the rest can decide
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| Between what’s wrong and right
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| No, I refuse to be deprived
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| Stand with us
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| Ignore the spineless lies
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| In which they bury us
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| Oh, we have tried to keep
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| Them from betraying us
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| And through their falling screams
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| I hear them begging us
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| Their fate is slowly closing in
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| All shall burn
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| Burn
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| All shall burn
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| All shall burn this night
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| Feel a growing pain inside
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| End is nigh
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| Your blood runs down my smile
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| Embracing lies
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| With hate combined
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| Provides a fate that has been signed
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| Stand with us
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| Ignore the spineless lies
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| In which they bury us
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| Oh, we have tried to keep
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| Them from betraying us
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| And through their falling screams
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| I hear them begging us
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| Their fate is slowly closing in
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| Stand with us
|
| Ignore the spineless lies
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| In which they bury us
|
| Oh, we have tried to keep
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| Them from betraying us
|
| And through their falling screams
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| I hear them begging us
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| Their fate is slowly closing in
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| All shall burn
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| Burn
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| All shall burn
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| Burn |