| Dawn the mask to filter the scourge of love
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| Filled with juniper, mint and clove
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| Seen through the eyes of the Plague Bird
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| Blood-letting, straight from the heart
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| Heavily waxed and sealed from the air
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| The vile presence burns the lungs
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| Rise, the stench of Black Death
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| Re-balance the humours that bind
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| Breathe
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| This air is poisoned with the past
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| See
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| My heart bleeds in misery
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| Veil
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| To hide my eyes from the truth
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| Run
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| Far from this life I knew
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| Drape of lies embrace the soul
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| Distracting sight from forward growth
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| Seen through the eyes of the Plague Bird
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| Blood-letting, straight from the hearts
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| Breathe
|
| This air is poisoned with the past
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| See
|
| My heart bleeds in misery
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| Veil
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| To hide my eyes from the truth
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| Run
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| Far from this life I knew
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| Aromatic plume blankets the cold
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| Born with a consuming burn
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| Breathe
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| This air is poisoned with the past
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| See
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| My heart bleeds in misery
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| Veil
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| To hide my eyes from the truth
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| Run
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| Far from this life I knew |