| «Cleanse my soul and let the pain subside»
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| Control, this is the final conquest
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| Battleground of the mind, time has come to take it
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| Stolen souls, imprisonment of flesh
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| Reduced to a drone, time has to take it
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| Backbone, structure of the world
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| Propping up the tyrants
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| The master who would shut you down
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| Pick apart your bones
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| Take it back to the start
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| Take you back to the start
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| The weight rises in sync
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| Intoxicated, I can’t see
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| My judgement has failed me
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| An obsession so deep it burns
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| Faster
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| Evade its gaze
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| Breathe in defeat
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| Makes sense to follow
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| The broken vision obsolete
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| Ruling the end of your world
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| You stand agape
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| Chasing this fickle fantasy
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| Feed from both trails, you psyche cannibal
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| Birth from devalue
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| Following testament of the superficial
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| Abolish this sin now
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| Forfeit all patience to a bottomless pit
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| Exhausted, agitated and sick
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| Reduced to a drone and time has taken it all
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| The master shut you down, screaming
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| «Cleanse my soul and let the pain subside» |