| A living giving corpse so weak
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| A sacred path where do we fall
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| Desired anguish fear of life
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| Makes martyrs of us all
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| Delusioned prayers fill the air
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| A hopeful soul is hard to see
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| Human cruelty frozen in time
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| A world so hard to feed
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| Nothing seems to matter
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| The rain begins to fall
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| Nothing to believe in
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| Even angels learn to fall
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| A trantic march into the sea
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| Being hunted to extinction
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| This human bond of frail mortality
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| A tarnished ground of true conviction
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| A teardrop falls behind closed walls
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| There’s so much more of life to see
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| The closing of the door
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| The mind and so much more
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| A broken moment to believe
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| Torment and anger
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| Runs through my veins
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| Leaving me cold inside
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| Surrender your feeling
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| Unfolding is the veil
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| Turning love to despair
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| This anger
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| A silent rage
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| This anger
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| A silent rate |