| Truth in redemption’s pyre
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| Scorched out, no longer in life
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| Awaiting these souls on fire
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| In life, there’s no brighter side
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| Once hateful as all its slaves
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| More fertile than its enemies
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| Impossible to control
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| But still a reason for us to live on
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| Keep away from scarecrows dreams
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| Dismay feeds all these marionettes
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| See the truth and manipulation
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| With lies they breed all these marionettes
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| Truth over denial inside a thought bleaker than life
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| Luster of all that remains is the day
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| When we all are the same
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| Adapted to black
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| Still on way down
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| Beyond redemption
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| In a state stronger than hate
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| Truth over all dreams
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| Deceit to feed the desolated breed
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| The point of all that’s been done
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| Is the moment we all are gathered as one
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| Adapted to black
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| Still on way down
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| Beyond redemption
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| In a state stronger than hate
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| Keep away from scarecrows dreams
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| Dismay feeds all these marionettes
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| See the truth and manipulation
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| With lies they breed all these marionettes
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| Keep away from scarecrows dreams
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| Dismay feeds all these marionettes
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| See the truth and manipulation
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| With lies they breed all these marionettes |