| I see through a veil, a mirror for the light
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| And my cells fail once again
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| Words lose their meaning
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| And become annoying sounds
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| Bells of pain, that rapture my innocence
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| Angels in disguise
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| Start to weave my skin
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| And smile with disgust
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| And wait for me to end it all
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| I once dreamt of god.
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| Almighty among us
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| Watching us die
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| Begging for mercy
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| Watching our suffering
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| And pleased by our pain
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| A grand theology bizarre
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| That drives me from my faith
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| And casts such a sweet poison divine
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| Worms inside my veins
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| Conceeding my every doubts
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| To a weakening and dying self
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| And now that I take his throne
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| Crowned with thorns
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| Dying like the son
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| and eternal as I.
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| I order the world to consume us all
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| Angels disolve in the air around
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| Biting and kissing the sweetest parts of me
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| Let the flesh be blessed by anger
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| Religious suicide into a world of reality
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| Let the flesh be blessed by anger
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| And winds are waiting for my end
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| Raising the stigmatas to the vaults
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| I make the blood fall into the chalice
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| As filthy monks around sing my name
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| And splendours of values unnaturals
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| Drink now from the potion made poison
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| Of the ill veins that chain my soul
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| And feel the absurdity of words themselves
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| Refusing to combine and follow my cursed will
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| The pulse of damnation slowly resounds
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| The goals of insanity reveal themselves
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| If I am to die, all will follow me
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| If I am to live, all will die for my glory
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| All will die!
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| And the young raped virgin will crown me with despair
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| And set upon each of my heads the names forgotten
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| Whose very meanings now extrude from every letter
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| Sounds that break the steel and mark the flesh with all my sins
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| I carry universality within my destiny
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| For I am the snake that speaks freely to all |