| Don’t say a word and submit to me
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| Your wronging’s will never make it right
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| Keep them eyes shut and bleach your will
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| Resist the taste of carnage that you’ve built
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| An action in regret
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| Your despicable presence enrages me
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| You’ll never forget
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| My unrighteous actions troubles me
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| I told you to never cross me
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| Don’t say a word just breathe with me
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| Time took a lapse, unwillingly, finding me
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| Pushing out from your inner workings
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| Tainted by your lack of cries
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| The wound from my brand will last for a while
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| An action in regret
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| Your despicable presence enrages me
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| You’ll never forget
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| My unrighteous actions troubles me
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| I told you to never cross me
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| Neglect, like a behemoth of mourning
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| Churning present time with the company of ages
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| Shape whatever pleases you
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| Turn it into laughter
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| Blood runs black with feeble lies
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| I’ll never again take part in
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| A transparent suggestion
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| Soothing minds of the unknowing
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| Shape whatever pleases you
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| Turn it into laughter
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| Blood runs black with feeble lies
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| I’ll never again take part in
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| Don’t say a word and submit to me
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| Your present breaks where your reality lingers
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| When your foundation cracks and your mind is free
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| I’m not done, you haven’t seen the last of me
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| Breaking the great narcissist
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| Stable mind for the empty shell
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| The shape of monumental emptiness
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| Fed with treason
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| Tremors (Ripples through the past)
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| Tremors (Reminds me of you)
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| Breaking the cycle (Replacing the jester) (x12) |