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Pure as the unborn son, pure as the maid should be |
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Ceased to breathe again |
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Never look away |
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From those with nothing to spare |
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But I do and I don't want to care anymore |
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If I close my eyes would it spare me the sight? |
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Of decay, corruption, how we nurture destruction |
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And everything that will doom us all |
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Chaos may be thy name, you left us for anything |
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Trust never been so misplaced |
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As in your arms that day those that you gave away |
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To those who could ease your mind |
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We were nothing but a waste of your time and space |
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But I do and I don't want to care anymore |
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If I close my eyes would it spare me the sight? |
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Of decay, corruption, how we nurture destruction |
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And everything that will doom us all |
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But I do and I don't want to care anymore |
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If I close my eyes would it spare me the sight? |
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Of decay, corruption, how we nurture destruction |
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And everything that will doom us all |
