| Agony is the price
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| That you’ll pay in the end
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| Domination consumes you
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| Then calls you a friend
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| It’s a twisted fall
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| Binds are like steel
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| And manipulates the will to be
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| And it’s hard to see
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| How soon we forget
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| When there’s nothing else
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| Left to destroy
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| It’s a useless ploy
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| Your eyes will see
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| The dawn of the day
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| And the writing
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| On the wall
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| Those words that stare
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| Into your soul
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| And to yourself
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| You will befall
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| It’s domination pushed into living hell
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| Domination a now blacked heart
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| Is reaching out divinity
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| Body suspended by chains over razors
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| And nails it’s a penalty
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| Each razor a vice and each nail
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| Marks the demise of you life
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| Grim construction grows
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| Has life played a trick
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| Sealed you in brick by brick
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| Till your end forcing you to bend
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| What’s left inside him?
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| Don’t he remember us?
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| Can’t he believe me?
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| We seemed like bothers
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| Talked for hours last month
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| About what we wanna be
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| I sit now with his hand in mine
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| But I know he can’t feel
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| No one knows what’s done is done
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| It’s as if he were dead
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| I’m close with his mother
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| And she cries endlessly
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| Lord how we miss him
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| At least what’s remembered
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| It’s so important to make best friends in life
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| But it’s hard when my friend sits with blank expressions
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| No one knows what’s done is done
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| It’s as if he were dead
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| He as hollow as I alone now
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| He as hollow as I alone
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| A shell of my friend
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| Just flesh and bone
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| There’s no soul He sees no love
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| I shake my fists at skies above
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| Mad at God
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| He as hollow as I converse
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| I wish he’d waken from this curse
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| Hear my words before it’s through
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| I want to come in after you
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| My best friend
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| He as hollow as I alone |