| Soon we are all to die
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| Your hopes and fears irrelevant
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| Projections of life and death
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| Become complete reality
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| All things will crumble
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| All will disband
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| All alone in this world
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| Souls with nowhere to rest
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| We offer disillusions as relief
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| While caught we struggle hopelessly
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| Boundless confusion saturates
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| Only in dreams can we have clarity
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| All things will crumble
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| All will disband
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| All alone in this world
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| Souls with nowhere to rest
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| Endless Cycles of the Suffering
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| Endless Cycles of the Suffering
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| Born into this filth
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| Life not worth living
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| These dreams of my death
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| …and beyond life itself
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| Alive only to comprehend
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| These ways passed down throughout the centuries
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| To inflict all with fear, pain and disease
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| Death and rebirth, the unending cycle
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| To die in this pain
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| And never to reach a total path of awakening
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| Born into filth, these dreams of my death
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| Venial teachings guide toward the false light
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| Kneel, Kneel, Kneel to the divine
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| Serve, Serve, Serve the divine corruption
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| All things will crumble
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| All will disband
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| All alone in this world
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| Souls with nowhere to rest
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| To lost everything you thought was real
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| Terrified to let go of what you think you know
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| Can’t stop the struggling, can’t let go — collapse
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| Death and rebirth, the unending cycle |