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I am alive |
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But I am dead in the world |
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I was born into |
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I am alive |
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And here I stand waiting to feel something inside |
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I am rotting away into a state of mind |
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Altered, lethargic, bleeding from the eyes |
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My joints are frozen, a sudden energy |
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Jolts through my veins exorcising the demons in me |
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In the blink of an eye |
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I have realized my location, the place they call the underworld |
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Its presence is amongst me |
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The maniacal sounds haunt these grounds |
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Where the strongest of men tread not |
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Where Gods are reduced to slaves |
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This unholy soul has birthed me again |
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The bowels of hell cannot digest me |
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Mother earth vomit me forth |
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I am alive |
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But I am dead in the world |
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I was born into |
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I am alive |
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And here I stand waiting to feel something inside |
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My salvation has run out |
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Restless souls of death |
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Rise with me |
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If humanity's heart still beats |
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Take all their lives |
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And black out the skies |
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In the blink of an eye |
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I have realized my location, the place they call the underworld |
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Its presence is amongst me |
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The maniacal sounds haunt these grounds |
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Where the strongest of men tread not |
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Where Gods are reduced to slaves |
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This unholy soul has birthed me again |
