| The naked truth, slapped in your face
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| Pick up the remains, clean this fucking place
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| The brutal truth, sticks like glue
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| Depravity remains, dividing me from you
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| Challenge the passion
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| Climb the mountain of faith
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| The stale stink of ignorance
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| A perverted passivity not to care
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| Shedding skin, a hollow inside
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| Barred to stand, preparing for the ride
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| Brand new skin, batteries recharged
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| Ready to take a stand, time to discharge
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| Challenge the passion
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| Climb the mountain of faith
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| The stale stink of ignorance
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| A perverted passivity not to care
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| Along the way, you left your old self there to die
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| Just a wreck, scraps of what you used to be
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| Along the way, you found the strength to take a stand
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| Brand new skin, now get ready to discharge |