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Spiraling down into a world without a conscious |
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Selflessness a vision rarely seen |
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Crawling out of the sickness that surrounds us |
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Drifting from a womb of selfish greed |
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The righteous are long for death |
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Martyrs now cognizant |
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Filled with doubt my hatred becomes boundless |
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Cannot rest in dens of enemies |
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Let them pray for a change that they'll call progress |
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Renew their faith so that they may proceed |
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The righteous are longing for death |
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Martyrs now cognizant |
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I see the herds of passive flesh |
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Plunging to their untimely deaths |
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Our world is falling to pieces |
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[Chorus:] |
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The essence of this world is rotten |
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Decaying in a violent sea |
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Lost souls forgotten |
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In perpetual dormancy |
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I see the herds of passive flesh |
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Wandering from the hope they've left |
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Cannot forget their faces |
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[Chorus] |
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[Repeat 1st verse] |
