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8. OF DEATH AND CORRUPTION |
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Felt my back bleeding, |
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Heard the song of a siren; |
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The forerunner of death and corruption. |
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I've already hit the ground, |
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Nothing you said was true. |
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Were all the vows meant to be broken? |
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Some wounds will never heal, |
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Some day even queens will die. |
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Some day even nations turn their backs |
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After the chants of devilish mouths. |
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Lie deep in your lies, keep telling you love me; |
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The chant of death and corruption. |
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I still hear the words that let me down, |
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Something deep inside you died that night. |
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Some wounds will never heal, |
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Some day even queens will die. |
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Some day even nations turn their backs |
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After the chants of devilish mouths. |
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That night showed your true colours, |
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Pure blackness and filth. |
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Once loved, once admired, |
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Dead to the world from now on. |
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Some wounds will never heal, |
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Some day even queens will die. |
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Some day even nations turn their backs |
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After the chants of devilish mouths. |
