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In the crowd the insane rules |
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A creation of a falling kind |
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Preaching lies in suits of truth |
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But their pride remains unstained |
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In convoys crawling with cemetery smiles |
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The creatures in this freakshow are standing in line |
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No one have to be scared, when no one have to know |
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Put on your bulletproof mask and step into the light |
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Nothing can harm you |
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Nothing ever happens here |
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Inside this barricade the truth |
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Is not what it seems to be |
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In this corrupted pyramid |
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All for the one, the one for no one |
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The missing pieces in these fractured lives |
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Black and white pictures of colorfull cries |
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Running from the real thing |
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This is the easy path, the way for the weak |
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I have been painting pain in your tearstained eyes |
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You are the weakness defined, I, the truth behind |
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Setting the controls for your obscenity |
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You are the weakness defined |
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When awake, when asleep you see only me |
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The shrouded divine |
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When awake, when asleep you see only me |
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The shrouded divine |
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I am the marionettemaster |
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Creator of your conscience |
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Do not grasp on to the phantom of delight |
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Drink my wine, I will make you believe |
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I will give a thread to lead you through |
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In the crowd the insane rules |
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A creation of a falling kind |
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Preaching lies in suits of truth |
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But their pride remains unstained |
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In convoys crawling with cemetery smiles |
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The creatures in this freakshow are standing in line |
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I have been painting pain in your tearstained eyes |
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You are the weakness defined, I, the truth behind |
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Setting the controls for your obscenity |
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You are the weakness defined |
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When awake, when asleep you see only me |
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The shrouded divine |
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When awake, when asleep you see only me |
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The shrouded divine |