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Surrounded by infection. |
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Increasing mass forms our nation. |
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Blind hordes create our demise. |
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Succumbed by a worthless living. |
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I'll never follow you into your herded lives. |
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I said I'll never follow you into your unclean world, the dirt and selfish ways. |
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A constant focal point to cloud and find a haze. |
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What you fall is on is a falsehood of how time should pass by. |
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You fall in deeper following one another. |
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Fake. |
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Mindless reason pushed upon widespread volume. |
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Fine line. |
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Invisible exception. |
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A burning sense of misconception. |
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Fly high to forget your demons. |
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Invite them in to be your leader. |
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Sold. |
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Feeling a blurring sense of motion. |
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Forgetting whats important. |
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Your living not just drifting. |
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Insure our forward movement by breaking life's unwritten rules of |
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how to respect ourselves and nature. |
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Killing our chances of survival. |
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Step by step it's leading us to fade. |
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Burnt. |
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Forced down. |
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A growing infestation. |
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A deadly form of an outbreak poison. |
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Killing our civilization. |
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Raped. |
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A clearing image of what must be done. |
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Our sickening culture is our dying home. |
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A call to judgement on our days will gray. |
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Form a recongition to pave a way for our deliverance |
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from the unbeaten ways of primal man. |
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A crush of all disease and foreign substance. |
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Free our minds of unnatural thought. |
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Above the fall of man is where I make my stand. |
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It's how I live. |
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It's where I make my stand. |
