| As I sit with eyes heavy omens clear
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| Face down in seclusion, the evils steer
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| What drives the stake within my heart
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| This man he fell apart
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| Now that the entrance is open wide
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| This black all around makes its way inside
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| What have you done? |
| Will hate abide?
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| Where is my death invitation? |
| Elation?
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| Dead winds swirling beneath these prayers on high
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| I’d give my life for a taste of, taste of
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| What lies beyond the dead place now
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| Live Earth rising beneath these hands untied
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| I leave my life for the void!
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| (Never one of them, I am not free.)
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| I am not free!
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| Survive! |
| I will survive!
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| Glass ceilings above drop rage upon them (raging upon them)
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| Stone cold fists and a memory running on the blunt end of a blade
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| The blood that is spilled shall start my serenade, to you
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| I will survive
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| I will survive
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| Survive!
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| Silence is bringing on the heart attack
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| Pushing and pulling going on within my brain
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| It says to lay low
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| Dead end, the darkness latches on
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| Now I am a product of a mind
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| That wasn’t ever mine
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| And now it says «kill them slow»
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| Weighed down
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| I’m drowning in this stale moment
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| Renown is yelling at me from above
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| This is a one way road
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| Kill them slow |