| Marauder
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| Staining the soil, midst of stillness
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| Beloved fraternity to an end
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| Red eyes probe the scene
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| All the same
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| Stilted for the beholder
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| Depravity from the core
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| Handcarved death in stoneladen aisles
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| I hide the scars from my past
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| Yet they sense my (mute) dirge
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| This is when it all falls apart
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| White hands grasping for straws
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| Sly smile, poisoned glare behind
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| Undisguised manmade nova
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| Mute cry, don’t dare to tread
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| Searing beams tracking you down
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| Adoring what never has been
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| Some will bring with them all they have seen
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| Searching my way to perplexion
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| The gleam of her eyes
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| In that moment she knew
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| Thought I could not leave this place
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| On this imminent day
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| As I’ve reached the final dawn
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| To what’s gone astray
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| What would they care if I did stay
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| No-one would know
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| What would they care if I did stay
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| No-one should know
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| Thought I could not leave this place
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| On this imminent day
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| As I’ve reached the final dawn
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| To what’s gone astray
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| What would they care if I did stay
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| No-one would know
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| What would they care if I did stay
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| No-one should know
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| Still brooding, soothing clam
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| That rigid, twisted face
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| Blank godhead, tear my name
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| Lost virtue, frantic lust
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| Sly smile, poisoned glare behind
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| Undisguised manmade nova
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| Mute cry, don’t dare to tread
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| Searing beams tracking you down
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| Adoring what never has been
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| Some will bring with them all they have seen
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| Searching my way to perplexion
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| In crumbling faith I saw her
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| Bearing her pain in the wilderness
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| The gleam of her eyes
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| In that moment she knew |