| FORMING TALES OF DEATH
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| THAT WILL CALL THE
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| VILE FILTH FILLED WHORES
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| THAT SURROUND ME
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| I WILL CALL ON THESE FAITHLESS INFESTERS
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| OF HEARTLESS EMOTION, FROM THE BLACK BRUISED & WILLING
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| BARE YOUR WORTHLESS MINDS
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| THAT BLEED FOR MANKIND
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| I WILL CALL THE NAMES
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| OF THE ONE WE BLAME
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| TO LEAVE THE NORM, FOR THE WARMTH OF ANOTHER
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| YOU’RE BOUND & TIED TO THE LIES OF OUR FATHER
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| A USELESS GOD WATCHES YOU SUFFER IN PAIN
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| WHEN ONLY ONE QUESTION BRINGS DOWN EVERYTHING
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| I’D SELL MY SOUL TO SEE THE SHELL OF WHO YOU USED TO BE
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| I’D SELL MY SOUL TO KNOW THAT YOU HATE ME
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| I WILL CALL ON THESE FAITHLESS INFESTERS
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| OF HEARTLESS EMOTION
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| FROM THE BLACK BRUISED & WILLING
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| TO LEAVE THE NORM
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| FOR THE WARMTH OF ANOTHER
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| YOU’RE BOUND AND TIED
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| TO THE LIES OF OUR FATHER
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| I DRAGGED YOUR SOUL TO THE UNFORGIVING ASUNDER
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| FORGIVING THE LOST, AMONG THE MIST OF DESIRE
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| INCASED OUR MINDS TO ERASE YOUR FAILURE
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| INCASE OUR SOUL TO MOVE ON TO ANOTHER |