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Whisper softly in the dead of night |
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Conspire against yourself |
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Every selfish act and thought |
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Comes back with no remorse |
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Incarcerate the one |
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Blind with jealous rage |
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Invoking wrath upon |
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What now remains |
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Lay down your weapons |
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Become yourself once more |
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Waken, realize, release your mind |
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Weak willed fall far behind |
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Sometimes all that's needed |
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One last push |
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Straight over the edge |
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So now the story |
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Has changed course |
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What once meant the world |
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Is now nothing more |
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Than a fading memory |
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A vicious facade unveiled |
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You long to squander |
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Strength that has been bestowed |
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Upon the life |
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That has now become |
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A lifeless shell |
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A fossil, preserved in memory |
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Forever projecting deception |
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A place only evil resides |
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The strife endured |
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You can't leave behind |
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Your hardships, they become my own |
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Weighed down by instability |
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All is now lost |
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No comfort lies |
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When the flames have died below |
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Still I rest in solace |
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Knowing that all was done to warn |
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I will not lose myself |
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In all this drama |
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Swiftly comes resentment |
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Burning through no threshold |
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The realization |
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Of relentless destruction |
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Will be found |
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Only then the true price |
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Shall be paid |
