| Adrenaline rushing in to keep me strong
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| All strung up, standing in the dark
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| The tension in the air is indescribable
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| Pure destruction of life on my mark
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| Your silent screaming leaves a permanent sight
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| I shall never forget until I die
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| Your body broken and high on adrenaline
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| And your eyes, in desperation, asking why
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| Digging — To keep my sanity
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| Hunting — To find my identity
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| Searching deeper down in history
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| Burying the memories of gray
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| So we leave the eerie burial ground
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| In the dying hour of the night
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| Conscience as white and pale as pristine snow
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| Internally saturated with this might |