| It’s killing season
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| Persuasion will determine the outcome
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| The victim will have bloodied hands and a snake will make them so
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| Welcome to hell on earth
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| Instigated by the lies created from the mouths of bretheren
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| This time we’ve lost, but at what cost?
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| The meaning of trust is a broken Hymn
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| The serpent has spoken and his will has been done
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| Is this the end of the world?
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| Betraying our brothers to see how far we can rule
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| Now the time is right
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| There’s no turning back
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| No turning back
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| So set me free of this demon deep inside
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| The serpent utters every line that you will speak henceforth
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| Everything you know has been erased
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| Replaced by traitorous endeavours
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| With sounds of twisting tales tightening your blindfold
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| This time we’ve lost, but at what cost?
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| For now my voice will cry for change
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| The serpent has spoken and he’s in everyone
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| Is this the end of the world?
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| Betraying our brothers to see how far we can rule
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| Encased in walls of greed and control
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| With serpentine lies on your tongue
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| I’ve searched and tried
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| I’ll break away these chains
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| I will not be consumed
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| I refuse
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| Is this the end of the world?
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| Betraying our brothers to see how far we can rule |