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In the darkness that feeds your mind |
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In your cavernous seething eyes |
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You lost some things you never could replace |
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Tell me why |
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I see the forces that drive you |
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Who said I? |
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For you it's too late to see |
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Tell me why |
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Will they make you feel righteous? |
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Hear the cries |
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They'll flash their twisted faces across my screen |
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In a world ruled by obsession |
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Seeking retribution |
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Breathing pure aggression |
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A reflection of the hate that you must breed |
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You're out of reach |
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Out of reach |
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So you got to keep on with your sinister life |
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It's too late to change your mind |
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Your end will be violent and abrupt |
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Make sure what's done is done |
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Tell me why |
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I see the forces inside you |
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Who said I? |
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For you it's too late to see |
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Tell me why |
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Does it make you feel righteous? |
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To flash their twisted faces across my screen |
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In a world ruled by obsession |
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Seeking retribution |
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Breathing pure aggression |
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A reflection of the hate that you must breed |
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You're out of reach |
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You're out of reach |
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Out of reach |
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You're out of reach |
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Out of reach |
