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You were the source to my deepest figments. |
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Yet a repentant deceiver, who surrendered to the uttermost ridiculous ways. |
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I still scream in woe. |
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The evil in your soul, the demons playing with your thoughts, will not disappear until you have let go of the past. |
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This moment is crucial... |
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All that matters is the size of the terror. |
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All that matters is the size of the terror! |
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To proceed |
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I must know why you're still here. |
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Although I drudge to endure. |
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Mystery fog surrounds the trees. |
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This is the night of the beloved. |
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No! Don't leave me now! |
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Blow away the fragments of your own imagination. |
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The tension strikes me, though |
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I shall fear no such thing. |
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For I am the peace that shall forever cause unrest. |
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You were the source to my deepest figments. |
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Yet a repentant deceiver, who surrendered to the uttermost ridiculous ways. |