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Disconnected from virtuous opinionsa shift of realitytransposed and redefinedremedial decisions become complex. |
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Voices come from all anglessifting throughdisorder to scheive stability. |
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So many ways to choose. |
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Vile atrocities fill one corner. |
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Righteousness and honestycing to a small fragment. |
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Greed and powerjump around at frantic pace. |
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Admission off inner conflictdrops one to his kneesmake them stop, make them stop,stop whispering to me. |
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It doesn't want to hurt anymoreone can't decipher right or wrongdisablement of neural sensesrelish in the thoughtof self preservation. |
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Scars inside his head,he now only sees in red |
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MENTAL HEM |
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ORRHAGEtruth erodes over time,expiring what's left of his find |
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Rip the flesh - |
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Tear the limbblood pours from within |
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Rip the flesh - |
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Tear the limbblood pours from within[Solo: Marchais] |
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Visions of tranquilityshrouded by violence. |
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Peace and serenity clouds over. |
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Now broken and exposedby inept judgementthe end draws closehe knows what he must do |
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Thoughts withinguide him down the pathknows one willsurvive the aftermath. |