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In each path thee have ever wandered, |
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the endless sorrow seem to be thy guiding star. |
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No matter whom or what thou decide to follow; |
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failure keep scrathing thy soar back. |
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I am pain, I am the pain in thy every single breath. |
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I am the pain in thy every single step. |
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Vain desperation, the straw thou always choose to draw. |
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Vain desperation, the outcome of thy flaws. |
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The knowledge comes in death's relieve, |
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let thyself in the stream of its glory believe. |
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Thou might find thyself to die alone, |
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but by the embrace of shadows thou art gathered |
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amongst the friends of thy own. |
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Why try to tame the beast of thy own beliefes, |
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it shalt in solitude then yet live only to snare |
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thy shattered dreams. |
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Social psycotic wolves grinning thier deceivful tune, |
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can ever the peace of thy innerself, be of orderly form? |
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Thou can not see, thou art by the shadows going blind. |
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Embraced by the shadows, no will to excist. |
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Emerging in thy colorful spectrum, seeming so naive to life. |
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In this very moment, by the command of my hands, embracing shadows... |
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shalt send thee back to where roots art only to found rot. |
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Ye art born to wander as living form to be, |
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though matters of outmost urgency (become thee not at all). |
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Here within these blackened walls, shadows remain the same. |
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To me the answer lies ahead, to thee they art beyond an neverending |
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horizon. |
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Invoked by the shadows, the ultimate rebirth. |
