| Wake up, hear occult whispers, revolving signs
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| Your prayers inbibe the tears from my eyes
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| Ghost of wilting dreams
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| A slave to your prophecies
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| Chained upon the guzzling grace
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| Crumbling mirror, the puzzled self
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| I, grown on soil… rest in turmoil
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| Dancers to discordant realm
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| The blind mass masquerade
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| Cancers swarm as danger leaks
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| Strain of cosmic intelligence
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| Wake up, alarm is on, trembling in smothered sigh
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| Dreams summoned by your fears, spellbound
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| Hell released to die for
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| The fools of ignorance
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| Waking up the damned, delusionists in trance
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| Of summoned demons in my head
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| The system, collective dysfunction
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| Crawl in disguise, hide within words
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| Mind-jacked desires, these myriads lies
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| Thirst illuminates, this vacuous world
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| Nothing satisfies, nothing revives
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| Futile prayers, volition eradicated
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| Whispering stringent tone, sickness radiated
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| Hollow faces, repressed to retaliate
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| Mesmerized, hypnotized by the serpent in ourselves
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| Blindfolded mind will follow
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| Spreading reverbation of greed
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| Blood-painted world that controls
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| Freak on a leash with fed beliefs
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| Possessed by the demons self created
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| Playground we ysed to know was faded
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| I, grown on soil… rest in turmoil
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| In the snake’s coil… rotting turmoil
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| Engendered in its wake |