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5 chambers, 5 saviours, 5 walls, 5 traitors |
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Observing my inhuman environment |
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Nothing here to become attached to |
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Makes it easy to let go ... |
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A plague on you! No placebo left for you. |
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What is sanity? |
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What is serenity? |
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Maybe one day, in my white room, |
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someone remembers me?! |
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And maybe some day some creature |
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might even cherish me?! |
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How disturbing! A demon in my eyes? |
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You put me here, I guess to let me die. |
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The cannibals mask is only for your protection |
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The virus travels through my tongue, they say. |
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Compassion, not part of your vocabulary |
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Forgiveness, not of mine |
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Fear my revenge you pathetic fool |
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I am not yet forsaken |
