| Decree of rebirth is polluting my brain
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| Whatever I’m losing my grip
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| Pariah is here, I’m mutating to stain
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| Just silence is passing my lip
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| Just appeared for a lifelong grind
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| Finding alongside my soul
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| Voices converse, spreading my mind
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| Doomsday since birth, the life ending time
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| Wasted years, a glass full of sand
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| Life seems a very short trip
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| Here I stand with dust in my hand
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| Like jetsam, tired and sick
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| Just appeared for a lifelong grind
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| Finding alongside my soul
|
| Voices converse, spreading my mind
|
| Doomsday since birth, the life ending time
|
| Decree of rebirth is polluting my brain
|
| Whatever I’m losing my grip
|
| Pariah is here, I’m mutating to stain
|
| Just silence is passing my lip
|
| Just appeared for a lifelong grind
|
| Finding alongside my soul
|
| Voices converse, spreading my mind
|
| Doomsday since birth, the life ending time |