| This marks the end of innocence
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| Collapse now the common ground
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| Beneath it all are fears of destiny
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| As the bastard man cometh
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| Concealed the omens howl
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| Blinded the second sight
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| Smothered, smothered
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| To mask the coming of the dark
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| And as I cling to this world
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| I know there is cold blood running
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| Alive, yet live to curse the days
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| I know there is cold blood running
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| Confess all arrogance
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| Confide in circling wolves
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| Ferocious blades bleeding the lifeblood
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| As the bastard man forges on
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| Capsized in periled plight
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| Is this the only road?
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| Alone, alone
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| Will darkness lead to light?
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| And as I cling to this world
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| I know there is cold blood running
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| Alive, yet live to curse the days
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| I know there is cold blood running
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| And as I cling to this world
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| I know there is cold blood running
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| Alive, yet live to curse the days
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| This blood is running strong
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| I was bound by the hands of false destiny
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| No longer will I follow
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| No longer will I follow hands of false destiny |