| Sworn to a great division, the cruel inheritance
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| Night-born endless seasons in duality emotions
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| Crucified on the fence between
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| Collapsed time elapses in me
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| Born of dying and dying to born
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| Never ending circle repeats itself
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| I am you… I absorb you, I reward you
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| You are mine… You feed me, you need me
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| A prey like living bate, a spawn of paradox that fits
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| … the game for slay-conjured instinct
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| Gathered in my dreams to bleed the sanguine streams
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| You’re my dearest enemy, conjoined for life
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| Searching in the night, from the veils of disguise
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| You’re the sweetest treachery, alteration to strife
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| A soulmate disastrous kind, the ambilavence inside
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| Close your eyes and take my hand
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| Follow me where I stand
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| The throne of violent emotions
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| A fiction for devotion
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| Manipulated for self-deception
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| The imitation of ever lost ideals
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| Of progenies' ingrained beliefs
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| A deluding desire that will bury you alive
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| Inalienable parasite in disguise that will suck you dry
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| Godlike is low-life
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| Bow the freak on a leash of broken dreams
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| Keeper of malignant order
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| Downfall in this psychoville masquerade
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| Face the enemy that is in yourself
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| No heaven shall bless the confrontation of comforted distress
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| No sunshine for a soul, in this well-hidden see-through show
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| Grace of blasphemous the one, the temple of your head embraced by gun
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| Revolving nightmares in a run, the all-evolving shadow of the sun
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| The picture perfect illustration of absent devotion
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| Discordant powers, bound unholy unity
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| … of strife |