| Unborn children, follow me
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| Empty graveyards you will see
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| Tonight the world will be my castle
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| Eternal power obeys the only master
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| Breaks the sun against black skies
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| Spills the darkness in synthetic man’s eyes
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| You are blinded by my pernicious work
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| You are blinded and you will never live to see
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| Me
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| I’m the goat
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| Injected to your veins, make your blood decay
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| Forever decay
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| Born of frustration with a puzzle in your head
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| He’s your pet aversion, he’s the only one you dread
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| My fear is of the winter that waits at journey’s end
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| Who will walk upon my grave
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| When I’m a faceless shadow?
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| South is sorrow, so says my intuition
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| But I welcome the world I’ll meet beyond
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| On the verge of tears you’ll find me
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| Searching for truth ans innocence
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| Led by the cold winds of a child
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| Who’s been denied
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| But still born in the year of One
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| The evil himself who no one betrays
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| At least you don’t if you’re a friend of mine
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| The paranoid disillusion catch my eyes
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| But «treason» and «god deception»
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| That’s all just lies — they all just lie |