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Repair this soil of lost decay |
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The dark is the new form of light |
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In the end I'll find you there |
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Candid in the times I fight |
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The corpses lie in certain death |
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Disrespecting my... |
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Lost in time, spoiled mind |
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Reflective stones I turn |
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They capitalize on sacred ground |
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Where only crosses burn |
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Decapitated and mutilated |
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Draw power, through your head |
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In the end, frozen in time |
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Disrespecting my... |
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Repair this soil of lost decay |
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The dark is the new form of light |
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In the end I'll find you there |
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Candid in the times I fight |
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The corpses lie in certain death |
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Disrespecting my day |
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We've fallen to the first sacred ground |
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From souls that never end |
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On the floor |
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On the floor |
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On the floor |
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On the floor |
