| Inside your mind it dwells
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| The secrets of your past
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| Now you suffer inwardly, yet so silently
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| You fight the morning light
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| That shines in through the wall
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| Then it strikes you in the dark
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| There is no way out of here
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| You crane your neck, and twist your head
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| The voices call for you
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| As your skin starts to crawl
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| Now you sit here in the dark and the cold
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| You had it coming once you sold your soul
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| I’m here to make sure your sins aren’t forgiven
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| No absolution and salvation in sight
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| Bow down, open wide
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| Here I come
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| Pray, fall away, tribulation
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| Lay, everyday, agitation
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| Forget the trinity, deliverance denied
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| Your ass is mine until the day you die
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| I am the keeper, the punisher of bastards
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| Lick my boots and don’t you speak a word
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| Bow down, open wide
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| Your blood is fuel to my destruction machine
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| So believe you’re in the cage of remembrance
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| Pray, fall away, tribulation
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| Lay, everyday, agitation
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| Inside your mind it dwells
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| The secrets of your past
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| Now you suffer completely, and oh so cowardly
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| You fight the morning light
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| That shines in through the wall
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| Then it strikes you in the dusk
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| There is no way out of hell
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| You close your eyes and sense the end
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| The voices call your name
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| As your skin starts to crawl
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| Lay down and die |