| The three dimensional professional projections of spectral light
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| Connected from selection, air-tight
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| The isolated, the decisive, victory stimulated
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| The non-simulated patterns of flight originated
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| Now I’m a carnivore on a tour of duty
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| My band of brothers and full metal jackets establish cruelty
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| Black magic conjurer attack through the monitor
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| Destruction of assumption, one thing I can promise ya'
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| It half-cracked with cold shards of glass
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| Ritualistic annihilators that murder your cast
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| The future of the past, that last that feel
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| The seventh seal broken in half, ceremony is real
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| Become obsolete, high-strung from a beat
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| A strong minded individual delivering defeat
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| Blood rivers in the street, keep flowing or retreat
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| Deep omens keep opponents speech limited repeat
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| (whispered)
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| You’re opening the door to the corridor stretching to the left
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| There’s hunger in those eyes to get this off my chest
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| I am just a man who wants revenge, and I confess
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| I am full of rage and sin
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| Hung inside this cage again
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| When evil reigns 'cuz people like to win
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| It may seem sweet, but we won’t like the end
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| So we shine brightly from the light within
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| (rapped)
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| You’re opening the doors to the corridors stretching to the left
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| Anger within my eyes, but the truth is on my chest
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| I am just a man who wants revenge and I confess
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| I am full of rage and sin, locked inside this cage again
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| Where evil reigns and people like to win
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| It may seem sweet, but we won’t like the end
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| So we shine brightly from the light within
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| Locked inside this cage again (x4)
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| Turn the music up a bit…
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| Yo, yo…
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| Dark secrets, demons with a conscience
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| I’m the Lone Ranger looking for Pocahontas
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| Teenage zombies flying the beat,
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| I’m dying to learn what I’m trying to be Go Bad News Bears and the Dukes of Hazzard
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| The youth of my group is the truth, so have it.
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| Keep myself couped up, recoup quickly
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| Face still hurts but my kids stick with me Death loved not far as we go,
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| Crazy face still not star of the show
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| I appreciate the chance to hurt, I’ll kill you
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| Ice pick into your neck, I will do anything
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| Talk to you like I might care
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| anything
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| Rippled by the nightmare, moonshine distillery
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| Back road to villiany
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| Military start at the part with artillery
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| With artillery (x14)
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| With Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta Ta…
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| Locked inside this cage again (x4) |