| Cast aside
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| Like shadows with no light
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| Oppressions won by thrust
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| Gone to past
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| An image of stone to never be undone
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| For there’s an evil thorn stuck so far deep inside
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| Sacrificed
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| Crucified
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| Almost disappearing in the light
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| All the wicked kept in silence
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| Forever to remain unknown as hatred grows
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| Rising from the depths of saints
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| Alone in the darkness, with half a soul they’re not forlorn
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| Serving the sane
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| They’re the castaways
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| Death unfolds
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| As two worlds do collide
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| While burning down…
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| In fire they will shine
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| Now riots serve as a driving force
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| As hatred grows from far beyond their sight
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| Demon rise the antichrists
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| Shadows reappearing in the light
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| All the wicked kept in silence
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| Forever to remain unknown as hatred grows
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| Rising from the depths of saints
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| Alone in the darkness, with half a soul they’re not forlorn
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| Serving the sane
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| They’re the castaways
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| All the wicked kept in silence
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| Forever to remain alone
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| Suppression out of absence
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| Deceived in the dark
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| With half a soul they’re not forlorn
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| They’re the wicked saints
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| All the wicked kept in silence
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| Forever to remain unknown as hatred grows
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| Rising from the depths of saints
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| Alone in the darkness, with half a soul they’re not forlorn
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| Serving the sane
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| They’re the castaways |