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Oh, the pain is getting so immense to casualty of man-made innocence the horror dwells in dormancy the sickness grows viciously |
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Your soul's eroding you've lost control the malformation in hideous |
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The weakened kind, deceased and frail will answer to their conscience in the end relentless, there's no remedy |
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Decrepit souls all bludgeoned by their fate |
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Inflicted by the immortality we enforce upon the weak left to rot in a body already dead, but still alive |
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Towards salvation, towards the end of life |
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Towards what seems to be the deception of mankind |
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As you await your own demise |
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You gather the pieces left behind frustration tears your soul apart |
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Leaving everlasting scars |
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Your souls eroding you've lost control, the malformation is hideous |
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Fouled by the serpent |
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Blinding your eyes leaving truth so distant searching for life you now is gone but the hope is there degenerate the souls of the mentally numb and sickened |
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Driven beyond all that is real for your own retribution |
