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Wrapped in a cocoon rotten of lies |
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Hidden behind the mist |
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Sticking in immobility |
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Cannot get out from shell |
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The wind has blown |
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"Your time wil come" |
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Thrown down chains satiated of holy truths |
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Let the tumour be damned |
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The sign of innocence |
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Fall down on your knees |
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Hatred will poison your soul |
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Kneeled rise to your head, make delight |
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On the sight of my shameless tool, |
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Flavour of my power |
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Until the shores of your lips |
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I'll take you to the secret pleases |
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Where on madness triumphs on the altars |
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Incitement of the millions of souls... lost? |
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Burn! |
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Lust's not allow to be the liar for eyes |
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Enter him your interior |
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Open the door - |
