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Hidden horrors strive from the inner mind |
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And all life is altered to sadness |
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Rapture is now the painted crime |
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Images are enriched with madness |
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I watched as it opened right before me |
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A vortex reflection of the mystery sea |
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Where pain and pleasure do collide |
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Where compassion shall never abide |
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Here no beast hides his face behind a mask |
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Here no hollow words are spoken |
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There breathes no forgiveness |
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No chains grow to be broken |
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This would no mortal creation ever bear |
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For the forlorn sins |
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I hereby share |
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I am a part of this dark and demonic feast |
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The walls are laughing in the |
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Temple Of |
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The Beast |
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Give me wings and give me horns |
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Infest my heart with |
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Thy morbid thorns |
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Blind my sight with the infernal flame |
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And I shall slaughter to honour |
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Thy name |