| The lowest getting lower
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| I can’t forgive you for what you’ve done
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| Repercussions and terror inside
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| In disdain of peril
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| Far-fetched judgement
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| And blind discipline
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| They act so full of pride
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| I’ve trusted these empty souls
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| I can’t believe how pathetic they are
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| So full of shit and drama
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| Delirium of the fallen
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| Miserable empty souls
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| Within this shadowed personality
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| Pathetic greed at a mere ceremony
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| Nothing but shame on their faces
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| Only darkness I find
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| In disdain of peril
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| Far-fetched judgment
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| And blind discipline
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| I can’t believe how pathetic they are
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| So full of shit and drama
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| Delirium of the fallen
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| Miserable empty souls
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| Within this shadowed personality
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| Pathetic greed at a mere ceremony
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| Nothing but shame on their faces
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| Only darkness I find
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| Delirium of the fallen
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| Don’t make a sound while walking here
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| Delirium of the fallen
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| Mangle these poems — of my forgotten soul
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| I can’t believe how pathetic they are
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| So full of shit and drama
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| Delirium of the fallen
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| Miserable empty souls
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| Within this shadowed personality
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| Pathetic greed at a mere ceremony
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| Nothing but shame on their faces
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| Only darkness I find, oh! |