| [pretext:
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| I dissent… our goals are different. |
| the journey not the same, i’ll close you
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| down.
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| Dead. |
| digressing… yet another recognition.
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| Floating back on those oceans of dust… back to those memory-shores.
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| Ab ovo! |
| rewind into… a fragmented vision of a birth… once … beyond time.
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| As i was falling down… stuck In the mud, entwined inside.
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| Where are the voices of reason?]
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| Engaged in a void
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| Entangled in thorns
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| Life is strapping me down to the floor
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| I’m gasping for air
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| I try to get free
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| Or magus impamiiz will never be
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| Nail driven mind bursting with hate
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| Untangle myself, and to roam is my fate
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| Open the door, race for the soul
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| I’m back in command, i’m taking control
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| Liquid satan you burn with me
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| Through him i am free
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| Will not stop, i don’t care
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| Just through him as i live again
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| I can not cope with human behaviour
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| So, i cope with those from within
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| Odd figures within its dreadful storm
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| Brought to me by those from beyond
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| Those creatures In the walls…
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| Those creatures In the walls!
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| Just through him i live…
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| Just through him i live again…
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| (In the) shape of the coming god
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| I’m stuck in here
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| Sign of power you give to me
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| Bring me… bring me… bring me to your glory… father!
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| Voices of reason, and so i am free
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| A life without satan, i know it can’t be! |