| I’ve been a victim to the blade against myself
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| Bloodletting all of my soul
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| Sucked in, paralyzed in this vortex
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| Reduced to silence
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| In the dark, I’ve lingered too long
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| This sharpened axe, beam of light
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| I reach for, and I master
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| Wield against these shadows
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| Its purpose now revealed in silence
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| Keep searching, question if this light ends
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| Now I will strike and dig with precision
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| Introspective eye, erase the concept
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| I lost my fears and the notion of time
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| I healed my sorrow
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| All boundaries are illusion
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| When you reach the centre light and
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| Reinforce the striking power
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| By chance you’re followed
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| Its purpose now revealed in silence
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| Keep searching, question if this light ends
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| All ghosts dwelling in inside, in the heart
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| I see them all, release their shadow |