| I am the beholder
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| Of what the future might bring
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| Have no longer a part in
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| The belief of our blood divine
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| No matter what choices I make
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| They are now a part in my life
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| Dark impressions surrounding my mind
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| As they enter in my subconscious
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| It feels like I am cursed and sentenced
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| Banished away from this realm
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| They stole what was left of me
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| Rang the curfew of life
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| I asked for answers
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| But all I got was lies
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| Perhaps they didn’t mean it that way
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| But still…
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| Frightened by their presence
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| Denied their existance for years
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| But as my knowledge grew older
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| I realised they have examined me piece by piece
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| In this era of changes
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| I cannot remember my past
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| My dreams and memories
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| An essenial part of me
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| Years of struggling
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| To figure out when they arrived
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| I found the horrible truth
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| In this era of changes
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| I smell the brimstone
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| I can see the owl
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| They are all around me
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| Watching every step I take
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| My mind rejects the scenario
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| Overwhelmed by fear
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| Too vast for me to grip or handle
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| My mind chooses the easy way out
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| «They have been here for centuries, perhaps since |
| The beginning of time, and have in silence been
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| Manipulating the genetic evolution of our breed
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| Documents of their presence, their part in
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| The scientific revolution found as way back
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| As in the time of the ancient sumerians.»
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| I can’t take no more
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| I can’t handle the truth
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| I’m losing controll
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| I’m losing my mind
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| In this era of changes
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| I cannot remember my past
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| My dreams and memories
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| An essenial part of me
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| Years of struggling
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| To figure out when they arrived
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| I found the horrible truth
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| In this era of changes |