| Fear is just interpretation
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| Feeds my motivation
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| Our time together is A bloodbath of serenity
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| Plead no more
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| There’s no confusing the final
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| Excitation
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| My rancid passion is electrified
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| Accept this
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| My religion of torture
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| I can’t see any purity
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| Just imperfection and obscenity
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| My blood soaked hands devise
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| Your slow methodic demise
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| Asphyxiate the world
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| It’s blind without me Catatonic
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| Catatonic
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| I’m numb in priceless solitude
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| Exhilarating keeping pieces of you near
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| Visions of decapitation
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| My mental masturbation
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| I try to resurrect
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| Your consciousness, your intellect
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| Once so pure
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| Your pain excites and tests me Excitation
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| The empty stare emitting from your eye
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| Embrace it My religion of torture
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| All I see are the impurities
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| The imperfections and obscenities
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| Accept this
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| My religion of torture
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| Excitation
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| The rancid passion coming from your eyes
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| My blood soaked hands devise
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| Your slow methodic demise
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| Asphyxiate the world
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| It’s blind without me Catatonic
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| Catatonic
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| I’m numb in priceless solitude
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| Exhilarating all the voices multitudes
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| I can’t stop because it’s so hypnotic
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| Catatonic |