| I look upon a world left forsaken
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| When I see what the filth of this race has awakened
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| A demon most vile in nature
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| I look upon a world left forsaken
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| When I see what the filth of this race has awakened
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| A demon most vile in nature
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| The beauty of this concord ripped from the face of this earth
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| Defilement of truth has created moral interception
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| Leaving bleeding hearts in the wake of the tidal wave of destruction
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| Giving rise to new power who seize all not theirs and write what is good for you
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| Seen as the diseased, were tossed to the pigs
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| Isn’t it enough to know this world is glorious, without giving it strings?
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| Strings to pull on!
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| I look upon a world left forsaken
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| When I see what the filth of this race has awakened
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| A demon most vile in nature
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| Such a callous act to make the dead, beg for forgiveness
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| Within the hands of time, I see the future unfold
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| Is this the end?
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| I see what this race has awakened
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| I am not scared to fight to the end
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| Search yourself, find your master has left you, for he is extinct
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| Judging by your weary looks you must have seen the news today
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| Look within my open chest and witness what happens to the dead
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| When the war of the angels is seen as disgraced
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| Suicide is just another way to end their tormented lives
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| If it is their will, let it be their way
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| We are just the randomness of a cursed world and out of control we continue
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| To breathe on our own
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| Isn’t it enough to know this world is glorious, without giving it strings?
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| Strings to pull on! |