| Hear, can you hear them coming?
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| The voracious hounds surround
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| There’s no sense running
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| No hiding out, they will hunt me
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| Down, life worth living
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| For the taste of fear, a trail of
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| Tears leads them near
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| Scents of my flesh ripping
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| But I’m still here
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| Excavate my earth
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| Exhume my corpses
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| Parading your dismay
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| Of a face contorted
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| I laid them to rest
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| You attempt new life
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| To display your virtue, garner the eyes
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| Let it die
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| Let it die young
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| Let it die young
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| Behind the glass
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| Barricade yourself free
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| Strong in isolation
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| Weak upon your feet
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| Reinvent yourself
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| An effigy
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| Painted face, a guarded place
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| To force your beliefs
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| Paragon
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| From a distance, you just play your part
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| In your own fiction
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| Paragon
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| From a distance, you tell anyone
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| Who will listen
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| From afar a quintessential being
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| Your facade is your existence
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| You dare not swim in your salt and your sulfur
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| High above the ruinous faults of your brothers
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| Give them something they can turn to, human unbeing
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| The world will look upon you and learn nothing, nothing
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| Let the graves be graves
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| Let the graves be graves
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| Are you searching for your life at their gallows?
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| Are you searching for your light in their shadows?
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| Paragon
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| From a distance, you tell anyone
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| Who will listen
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| From afar a quintessential being
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| Your facade is your existence
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| Ripped apart by corruption and power
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| Breeders of hatred, subdivisions of greed
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| See your reflection
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| All access to platforms to spread their disease
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| In a world that’s bleeding
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| Be a cell that clots, watch it renew
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| The peace comes in pieces
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| Let the inception of war end with you
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| Let it die
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| Let it die young, young |