| If I could control my dreams, be the master of my nights
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| Relive the struggles of my days, not to suffer but dominate these fights
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| If I could rule a universe where only my person would matter
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| And not just be a pawn in a world heading straight for disaster
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| Raise some armies, just for slaughters' sake of my fellow creatures
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| Meet harmonious and fair societies of a forbidden future
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| The ability to struggle, shape my life, follow my principles
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| No longer be haunted by religions and the infidels' rattles
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| These dreams that are mine
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| Are not they those of others?
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| A universe for a human being
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| Is it not too much?
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| Some are too coward and too weak
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| To dare to think to dominate a world
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| Even if theirs, they’re all confused
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| Preferring the slavery of their carnal life
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| Some kingdom to conquer
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| Unlimited source of power
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| My imagination is braved
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| My violence is boundless
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| You’ve chosen to be slave, become my victim
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| Nothing belongs to you, neither your body nor your mind
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| Bulging and overweening, such is my thirst of power
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| Decadent, perverted, so have become my ideals
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| Day after day, night after night, ever vision, every dream
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| My subconscious dictate all my real or imaginary actions
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| In what reality will I surface? |
| What world will be mine?
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| What are the rules to follow, blood in my mind, blood in my hands
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| Never mind, here is my path, I survive, you perish |