| Funeral held for the depression of man
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| Holds the key to his own death
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| Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
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| Tighten the tourniquet around your neck
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| Sifting away the debris of hated life
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| Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine
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| Seeking life beyond your perishment
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| Repeating words echoing through your mind
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| Chanting lines of blind witchery
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| To save yourself from extinction
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| Wanting to die is your reason to live
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| New life born from the oppressed
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| Taste your blood as it trickles through the air
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| Another casualty, beyond the shadows you fall
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| Losing ground, the fate you feel draws near
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| Fatality, reality, await the final call
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| My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
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| Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity
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| Vessels in my brain carrying death until my birth
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| Come and die with me forever, share insanity
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| Do you wanna die?!
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| The waves of blood are rushing near, pounding at the walls of lies
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| Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind
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| Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality
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| What I am, what I want, I’m only after death |