| As I fight the things pulling strings of my life
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| I’m force-fed by your endless night
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| As I walk the line you drain empty my shell — you flame up my hell!
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| Boiling beneath my pale skin
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| Pulsating inherent craving
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| Perpetual motion machinery
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| Inert inside, waiting to arise
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| Infertile piece of perfect bloom
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| Polluting time bomb ticking for the doom
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| Walk puppet walk — now march forever!
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| Perpetual motion machines running in vain
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| Walk puppet walk — let’s burn together
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| Sleepwalking its bleak interiors/ soldiers of its dark interiors
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| Taste their perfect disaster
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| See your life burning faster
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| Born mindless freak on a leash
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| Pawn in the playground of fatal feast
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| Filling my lungs with your deadening air
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| Toppled down to crawl up again stair by stair
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| I’m sick of spilling but black
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| Marking my warpath with loss and wrath
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| Blindly deify, this intoxicating mirthless divine!
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| In control… asphyxiated… self-destructive… intoxicated
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| Forever unspoken… inert and broken… we breed… we live… we die
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| Drained luminosity
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| Condemned to obscurity
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| Erased feelings and incomprehensible pain
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| My wounded flesh reflects your intolerable flame
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| I’m the man that makes you sick
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| The infectious paralyzing prick
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| I will feed this repetitive pattern
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| Until your sanctuary haven shatters
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| Erased feelings, incomprehensible pain
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| My wonded flesh reflects your intolerable flame
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| Burn or fade — back to daylight is far away |