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Drifting by the heavens unscarred. |
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Yet unhealed before a bleeding cross. |
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Thrown into the ash. Crumbling. |
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[chorus] I've been crossed like the lies on a clock's face. |
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I've been fed lies I can't comprehend. |
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I've become but a mere seed again. |
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And I'll prophesize the end. |
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Now. |
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I have yet begun to fight. |
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There is no fear in my heart. |
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No cause worthy of my respect. |
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In the End I'll run. |
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I won't fall prey to deception. |
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Deception is the means by which they profit. |
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Deceit if their hearts. |
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Evil within their souls. |
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The cruelty by which they exploit |
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will not be part of my life. |
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