| A grueling question grows in my throat
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| It stays their merciless as it strangles, tearing into my flesh
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| It seeps; |
| I hear it breath; |
| I feel its heartbeat
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| I’ve felt this before, I know this ghost, a man crushed by the world
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| You’ve awoken a sleeping beast, now you’re in its path
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| You’ve awoken a sleeping beast; |
| you’ll be the focus of its wrath
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| It all ends; |
| there’s no redemption
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| For all those who seek the salvation of the innocent; |
| the cruelest joke indeed
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| They await their slaughter, gagged with their hands bound reaching into the
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| heavens in vain
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| Their dreams lay beneath the ground
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| I’ve felt this before, I know this ghost, a man crushed by the world
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| You’ve awoken a sleeping beast; |
| you’re in the presence of death
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| You’ve awoken a sleeping beast; |
| here you’ll meet your end
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| You’ve awoken a sleeping beast, now you’re in its path
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| You’ve awoken a sleeping beast; |
| you’ll be the focus of its wrath
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| Here you’ll meet your end |