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Agony is the price |
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That you'll pay in the end |
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Domination consumes you |
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Then calls you a friend |
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It's a twisted fall |
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Binds are like steel |
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And manipulates the will to be |
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And it's hard to see |
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How soon we forget |
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When there's nothing else |
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Left to destroy |
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It's a useless ploy |
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Your eyes will see |
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The dawn of the day |
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And the writing |
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On the wall |
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Those words that stare |
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Into your soul |
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And to yourself |
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You will befall |
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It's domination |
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pushed into living hell |
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Domination |
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a now blacked heart |
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Is reaching out in divinity |
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Body suspended by chains over razors and nails |
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It's a penalty |
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Each razor a vice and each nail |
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Marks the demise of your life. |
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Grim construction grows |
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Has life played a trick |
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Sealed you in brick by brick |
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Till your end |
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Forcing you to bend |
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Your eyes will see |
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The dawn of the day |
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And the writing |
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On the wall |
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Those words that stare |
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Into your soul |
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And to yourself |
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You will befall |
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It's domination |
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pushed into living hell |
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Domination |
