| I hear the voices around me
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| Burning the regions of mind
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| The thoughts are growling together
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| I gaze at the walls of frustration
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| Bewitching my last sanity
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| Sadistic death takes my fear of death
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| Thanatoid
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| My chance to arrest this torment
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| Is vanished by passing of time
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| I get confused in a austral disease
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| The deadly complex is pounding
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| And twisting the walls of my heart
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| My mind is crossing up the threshold…
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| … I die
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| Thanatoid
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| Nerves on edge, paranoia’s near
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| Explain the growing sorrow… years by years
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| I see my victims turning… from the ways of the past
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| They release my days… of disgust
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| Senses, searching for life
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| Conceiving breath after breath
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| Drastic measure to recharge my brain
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| I watch in splendour at the mass
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| Old dreams, (of) paranormal life
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| Psychoneuroses deny
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| Seeds of anguish, unfold their roots
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| Inhaled desire, I want… to pass… away
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| Stop my human waste |