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This is the closing line for you my friend |
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Day after day degenerated by the will of my hand |
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Havoc surrounds my path |
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It forms the shape for you to follow |
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No what's left in you is fear |
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Feel the slow collapse breaking out inside |
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The cold comes creeping upon you my dear |
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I make you obsolete, soon gone, there is no turning back |
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I'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wander |
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Driven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more again |
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Oh, number forty seven |
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There is no heaven, but I bring you serenity |
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Now, countless days you've tried |
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There is no meaning, I bring you home to the gods terminal |
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I'm not alone, I'm not myself |
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I feel the dark reign, I see the lights go out |
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I'm not alone, I'm not myself |
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I don't need need to know why, I just need it, to stop |
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I'm possessed by the search, in purity I will wander |
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Driven by the urge, leave my head let me reap once more again |
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Oh, number forty seven |
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There is no heaven, but I bring you serenity |
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Now, countless days you've tried |
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There is no meaning, so don't breath, I bring you peace, I bring you home to the gods terminal |
