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So much in vain you might think |
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When it's over everything is lost |
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Too late to negotiate |
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Accept or regret it |
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What once was so cold |
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Is melting and vanishing |
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The grand scheme has failed |
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And the wrath has only begun |
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Fierce and aggressive |
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It's piercing through |
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Who will remember? |
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The legacy of the defeated |
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In the long run |
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It's collecting years in the dust |
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Overwhelmed by the massive appearance |
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A breathtaking setback |
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Over and over |
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The last scene repeats |
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Caught barehanded |
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And disarmed by reality |
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Emptiness |
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Silence |
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What is left |
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Emptiness |
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And silence |
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Is what is left |
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Images slowly fading |
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Truth detected |
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By others neglected |
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It's like a virus spreading inside |
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Eating itself out |
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What's written in blood |
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Is worth nothing when it's forgotten |