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Years have passed before me |
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Changing my view to things I see |
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See my inner world on collide |
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With another that I left outside |
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I lived for hate so many years |
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I tried to hide from pain and tears |
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Tears I wept all for vain |
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In world of grief I was until |
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Until I tasted blood of His vine |
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Until Until... |
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I lived for greed conscience seared |
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But all I possessed was only fear |
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Fear grew in a shapes of gray |
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In world of grief I was until |
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Until I tasted blood of His vine |
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Until Until... |
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Until I tasted blood of His vine |
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Until Until... |
