| Among the ones who close their eyes on me
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| Among the fools who cannot hear me speak
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| And all of those who point their fingers at me
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| They’re almost living, they’re almost dead
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| They’ll never know that once I tamed the fear
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| I felt the cold death crawling down my spine
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| I worshipped the black Lord, I spilled the blood
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| I walked along the tunnel
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| Crossed the pure and blinding white light
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| I’ve been there to find that Eternity was just a lie
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| I burned each cross raised upon my path
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| I hated every male and loved every female
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| I planted the seeds which poisoned the ground
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| I made the apples rot in the Garden of Eden
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| I woke a dead sun and made it shine
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| As a billion of sparks
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| My vision sees beyond ultraviolet
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| And beyond infrared |