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See them as they rise |
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From ancient sands, constructs |
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They're reaching |
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Everywhere and nowhere |
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As they're trampling |
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On the archetypes |
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The listener warns |
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Tension, pain |
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Fear, violence |
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It reaches the limit set by |
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Ageless reason |
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Tension paints logic's hunts |
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Pain dances |
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Lies for the liar |
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Served without remorse |
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Like the gifts bring gifts |
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Altering view |
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Constant truth |
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Drained of spirit |
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By own will |
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Waruun, waruun |
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Waruun, waruun |
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WaruunDrawn in the dust of morning |
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WaruunThe violence of the soul |
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Suicides upon the altars |
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Of evasion |
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Feared dissonance kept away |
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Nails on stone |
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As darkness descends |
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Can't find our way out of here |
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Yet it was built by you |
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Words on the trap-door |
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Waruun, waruun |
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Waruun, waruun |
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WaruunDrawn in the dust of morning |
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WaruunThe violence of the soul |
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Tension, pain |
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Fear, violence |
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Tension, pain(How could freedom become the cage-maker?) |
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Fear, violence(What spoke to the mind-slayer?) |
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Tension, pain |
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Fear, violence |
