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Pieta |
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Illnath |
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Your smile so dim, your eyes alive |
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A gesture hides a vicious lie |
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Your face so clean, but deep inside |
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I know you're hiding something |
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A trace so faint, a chisel's scar |
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Carved piece by piece who you are |
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His head held high, but deep inside |
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I know you're hiding something |
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Pieta, you're the one and only truly holy sculpture |
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So now... |
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sentenced by the divine tool I wheel |
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he falls down |
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A crack and crackle, a thin black sear |
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Upon the surface pale and raw |
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Frozen for now, neatly carved |
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Deep in silence, clutching at straws |
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I crush the face, the crumbling lines |
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An expanding maze that seems alive |
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Again alone, you're face is gone |
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Still I see no confession coming from |
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Your soul, your core, your hand, your son |
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Still I know you're hiding something |
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I sit and wait, then un-create |
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My mind confused and filled with hate |
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I marvel at our common fate |
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Still I know you're hiding something |
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Pieta, you're the one and only truly holy sculpture |
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So now... |
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sentenced by the divine tool I wheel |
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he falls down |
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Another crack upon the marble |
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Disfigurement I don't even enjoy |
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I see it now, though in vain |
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I see how perfect art is pain |
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And as I make you dissolve |
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I see the secret that I have destroyed |
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