| Wrapped in black, strapped and imprisoned, destined for merciless independence
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| Ornate by your masters design, infested endearment, Shamed and left in despair
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| Exiled in misery, left entirely alone
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| Without a name to label such obscurity
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| Ever so intriguing, deeply cut by the loss
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| Spawned from this hate and stripped of all your purity
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| No refelection, abolished immortality
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| Your life is shit and thats just the reality
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| Oh, you suffer beautifully
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| And thats just the reality
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| Sound the melody that’s sung down your chest
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| Through its hollowest caverns
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| It’s loneliest chamber impressed
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| Though it longs for a rhythm
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| Dragged to your grave
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| Snatched from your wortheless existance
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| Left to burn in the fires of hell
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| Impairment of vision, blind of sensitivity
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| You servant of the damned, such an insignificant being
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| Wrapped in black, strapped and imprisoned, destined for merciless independence
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| Ornate by your masters design, infested endearment, Shamed and left in despair |