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Eternal, now you live a dead lie |
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Plague years, a walk down the trail of misery |
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Put fire to your soul |
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Set it ablaze |
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A lunatic music, the end of flock kingdom |
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Sheep, You thirst for our insanity |
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Windows, sharp, cold |
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Wrap your psyche in blankets of pain |
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No more light of day |
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We're the windows to your insanity |
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Screaming, roaring, we alter your reality |
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Dancing razors cut your sanity |
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Windows, sharp, cold |
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Wrap your psyche in blankets of pain |
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No more light of day |
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We're the windows to your insanity |
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Reflections in the shattered glass |
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Singing songs of blasphemy for your soul |
