| A powerful man you came to me to repent and confess your sin
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| A most solemn intention but barely a mention of the trouble you’re in
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| So summon another lie, bleed your soul dry, carry on with your scheming
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| You better recognise, open up your eyes, your own personal demons are pulling
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| you down
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| Down, demons are pulling you down. |
| Down, demons are pulling you down
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| Pulling you under, ripping your mind asunder, you’re ebbing away
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| You arrogant fool you claim such high moral ground to present your case
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| Selfishly seeking favour, like you were the saviour of the human race
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| So summon another lie, bleed your soul dry, carry on with your scheming
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| You better recognise, open up your eyes, your own personal demons are pulling
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| you down
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| Down, demons are pulling you down. |
| Down, demons are pulling you down
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| Pulling you under, ripping your mind asunder, you’re ebbing away
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| Out of control, spinning and whirling around
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| Out of control, demons are pulling you down
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| Soul survival is ebbing away, soul survival is ebbing away
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| Soul survival is ebbing away, soul survival is ebbing away
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| The imminent taste of victory has turned to ashes upon your tongue
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| So much for your fable, your Tower of Babel has crumbled and gone
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| So summon another lie, bleed your soul dry, carry on with your scheming
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| You better recognise, open up your eyes, your own personal demons are pulling
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| you down
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| Down, demons are pulling you down. |
| Down, demons are pulling you down
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| Pulling you under, ripping your mind asunder, you’re ebbing away |