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Save me now from this plane |
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Liquefy my hatred |
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Give us shelter from the rain |
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Embrace your safety |
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heading through the fog |
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Floating in a dream |
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Awaken from the torment |
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We are obscene |
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Floating now in a dream |
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Holding back the urge to scream |
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Winds befall endlessly |
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Beating at a figure |
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Shout into the heartless gray |
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"What's next to conquer?" |
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Heading through the fog |
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Floating in a dream |
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Awaken from the torment |
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We are obscene |
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Unconquerable now we're salting the earth |
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I foresee the end complete |
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Ritually engulfed in suffering |
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Walk with me through fields of greed |
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Perpetually enslaved to selfish need |
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Will we find solace when we know the truth? |
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Will it bring us peace, or piece of mind? |
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Now bringing out our weakness; devotion absolute |
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Staring blankly at an empty sky |
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Unconquerable now we're salting the earth |
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Habitual, lifeless and born without worth |
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I foresee the end complete |
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Ritually engulfed in suffering |
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Walk with me through fields of greed |
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Perpetually enslaved to selfish need |
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Born to suffering |
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Walk through fields of greed now |