| If you stare into the void for too long
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| The void will stare into you
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| I will wash away all pain
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| May the great cleansing begin
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| Yet I was waiting in vain
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| For the sea to come in
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| I see the vultures circling
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| Over the remnants of my soul
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| Their greedy eyes upon me
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| But they will only find carrion and holes
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| I throw myself into
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| The oblivious sea of nothingness to dwell
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| To cleanse and escape
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| From the ever-changing world of sight
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| But deliverance never comes
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| I’m so yearning for angels inside
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| And hounds of hell I reap
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| And bloody hounds of hell I reap
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| If you stare into the void for too long
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| The void will stare into you
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| Embrace, deny
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| To breathe life
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| Release tonight
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| To feel what’s inside
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| I throw myself into
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| The oblivious sea of nothingness to dwell
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| To cleanse and escape
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| From the ever-changing world of sight
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| But deliverance never comes
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| I’m so yearning for angels inside
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| And hounds of hell I reap
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| And bloody hounds of hell I reap |