| another nail in the coffin is appearing
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| the death shows its teeth, devil is smiling
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| heavy cup above head, knot under jaw line
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| and above grave is the lie with passed pain
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| the true is dying
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| the lie is expanding
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| the lie inherits name and all property from the true
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| even its face is changing — perfect chaos
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| no one is versed whose face who keeps
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| who really crying, who just lying
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| glory of true long time ago fell down
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| success of the lie celebrated on all battlefronts
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| pretending true, the lie giving requital
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| wishing to believers wonderful day
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| the true is accursed, rotting in shallow grave
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| slow disappearing, quietly, but forever
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| the lie with new face walking around the world
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| enjoying all wealth of rotting true
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| the true is dying
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| the lie is expanding
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| glory of true long time ago fell down
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| success of the lie celebrated on all battlefronts
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| pretending true, the lie giving requital
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| wishing to believers a wonderful day |