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The force of addiction can leave a man scorned, |
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Soon drunk with power. |
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They'll then fuel his storm, |
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The thoughts of an infant will soon fascinate, |
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As time passes on, and he molds a new race, |
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The demons of life left them lonely and scarred, |
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They reached for success, and altered their fate, |
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They'd given up their lives, on that infamous day. |
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Man beleved he was truly sincere, |
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The epitome of saviors are born every year, |
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The modern day Jesus had deceived them all, |
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Their lord and their master were simply so small |
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[Chorus] |
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Alice doesn't live any more, |
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David thought he'd even up his rage, |
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They followed Jesus to an early grave. |
