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All that I see can conceive |
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Your wanton indifference derides |
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Decisions weren't hard to deceive |
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How we fooled ourselves |
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When it died |
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Searching for a new place to hide |
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Afar from your vile, naive complacency |
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Burning Scathing |
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In nausea confide |
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Mocked in sudden ecstacy |
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In the earth |
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As in fire |
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Fundamental laws |
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I repel The fool |
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I was, Allured by desire |
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Corroded and hollow you feel. |
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All and more you could not see |
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When the frankness would devour |
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Though the flesh trouble me |
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And the world tempt me sore; |
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The victor |
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I was to be |
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Ascended, your futile ways |
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I deplore. |
