| When all are liars
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| Betrayal gifts both slave and sire
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| I won’t desist
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| The king with his kill list, conviction contortionist
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| I know I can’t resist
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| The void is calling
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| I can’t rip out this fucking cancer
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| The void is calling
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| It offers me the only answer
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| The void is calling
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| The itch won’t stop, I won’t surrender
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| The void is calling
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| I want it all in all its splendour
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| Aphid, ascension
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| Rise into eternal kingdoms
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| Shed malignant skin
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| Remove all organism
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| Autophagous appetite
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| Detritus, all are victims
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| Outgrown, we’ve flown
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| Departed from our stale dominion
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| Murder of my flock will not suffice
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| I need to purge the sin within a battle I alone won’t win
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| This gift of blood, a global sacrifice
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| I can’t bear the burden
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| I won’t stand by a god who won’t prove they exist
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| And let others rejoice with my vision dismissed
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| Create my own Eden with death on display
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| Empyrean creed, the infallible way
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| When all are liars
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| Betrayal gifts both slave and sire
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| I won’t desist
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| The king with his kill list, conviction contortionist
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| I know I can’t resist
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| When all are damned
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| Robes fashioned with the slaughtered lamb
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| To coexist
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| I cut their wrist, that’s one less cyst that won’t be missed
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| I hear the void, it’s calling
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| Murder of my flock will not suffice
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| I need to purge the sin within a battle I alone won’t win
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| This gift of blood, a global sacrifice
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| I can’t bear the burden
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| I won’t stand by a god who won’t prove they exist
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| And let others rejoice with my vision dismissed
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| Create my own Eden with death on display
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| Empyrean creed, the infallible way
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| My jaws are aching
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| For I feast upon my own self-worth
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| I never tire from taking
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| I will gorge my way into my hearse
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| You think I care? |
| You’re mistaken
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| A morality fatality
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| And I will self-destruct
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| For I am Icarus and every moment I fly closer to the sun
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| Burn
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| My jaws are aching
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| For I feast upon my own self-worth
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| I never tire from taking
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| I will gorge my way into my hearse
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| You think I care? |
| You’re mistaken
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| A morality fatality
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| And I will self-destruct
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| For I am Icarus and every moment I fly closer to the sun
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| I can’t bear the burden
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| I can’t bear the burden |