| Regression, fueled by disbelief
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| Grasping sorrow, the only relief
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| Left to decipher, life so alone
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| Urged to believe, the only life we’ve sewn
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| The great unknown, can’t leave it alone
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| Isolation, madness in the void
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| Rightful passage of methods we employ
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| Dark schematic, to rule aggressively
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| Poor in judgment, noxious activity
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| The great unknown, can’t leave it alone
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| The great unknown, can’t leave it alone
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| Looks like we’re moving forward
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| Feels like we’re eating our words
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| Looks like we’re headed upward
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| Looks like we’re eating our world
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| Pushing back the line, draw new boundaries
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| Barriers or time, destroy as they recede
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| Harvesting aggression, confusing destiny
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| Messengers of demise, in false reality |