| Through one choice made all choice is gone
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| And I see them throught ice glazed eyes
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| I envisioned their will to never crack
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| Now these hands are ties behind a broken back
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| Whatever I once knew fell apart in my hands
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| Breaking, falling to the floor like sand
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| Through these fingers of panic this decent I see
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| I look down, all I see is what used to be
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| I mourn for all the loss
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| I have nowhere to place the blame
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| There is no more time for deciding
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| Father, I know what their hiding
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| Time has come for the truth to be known
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| Shed the falsehood for your own good
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| There’s nothing wrong in taking another step
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| There is no crime in saving what’s left
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| Cast iron convictions catalyst to my reactive hate
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| I see the times to come. |
| I cannot wait
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| A kinship lay in shambles
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| Shadows of promises once made
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| Indifference, emptiness
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| To those who have been betrayed
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| So I cover it with pride
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| And this torture I keep on the inside
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| These years of decay
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| Are chipping me away
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| Vengeance will serve as attrition to their sin
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| This is my jurisdiction again
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| A line is crossed as I have been
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| Punishment, bloodlust revenge |