| Nightmare!
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| Now your nightmare comes to life
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| Dragged ya down below, down to the devil’s show
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| To be his guest forever (Peace of mind is less than never)
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| Hate to twist your mind, but God ain’t on your side
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| An old acquaintance severed (Burn the world your last endeavor)
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| Flesh is burning, you can smell it in the air
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| 'Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal (steal)
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| So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head
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| You’re now a slave until the end of time here
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| Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning pull the trigger
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| You should have known the price of evil
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| And it hurts to know that you belong here, yeah
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| Ooh, it’s your fucking nightmare
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| While your nightmare comes to life
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| Can’t wake up in sweat, 'cause it ain’t over yet
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| Still dancing with your demons (Victim of your own creation)
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| Beyond the will to fight, where all that’s wrong is right
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| Where hate don’t need a reason (Loathing self-assassination)
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| You’ve been lied to just to rape you of your sight
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| And now they have the nerve to tell you how to feel (feel)
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| So sedated as they medicate your brain
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| And while you slowly go insane they tell you:
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| «Given with the best intentions, help you with your complications»
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| You should have known the price of evil
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| And it hurts to know that you belong here, yeah
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| No one to call, everybody to fear
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| Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah
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| Ooh, it’s your fucking nightmare, ha, ha, ha, ha
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| Fight (Fight!), not to fail (Fail!), not to fall (Fall!)
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| Or you’ll end up like the others
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| Die (Die!), die again (Die!), drenched in sin (Sin!)
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| With no respect for another, oh!
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| Down (Down!), feel the fire (Fire!), feel the hate (Hate!)
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| Your pain is what we desire
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| Lost (Lost!), hit the wall (Wall!), watch you crawl (Crawl!)
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| Such a replaceable liar
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| And I know you hear their voices (Calling from above)
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| And I know they may seem real (These signals of love)
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| But our life’s made up of choices (Some without appeal)
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| They took for granted your soul, and it’s ours now to steal
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| As your nightmare comes to life
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| You should have known the price of evil
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| And it hurts to know that you belong here, yeah
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| No one to call, everybody to fear
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| Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah
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| Ooh, it’s your fucking nightmare |