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Cleave through the casing |
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Carve to the core |
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Burn out the virus |
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Strip out the spore |
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Contaminated |
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There's nothing pure |
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Reanimated |
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I am the cure |
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Break out your kill cutter |
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Hell in the headspace |
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Insanity it always finds me |
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Keep running but it's right behind me |
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There is no gravity |
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But I have somehow fallen so far |
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Dead spaces inside me |
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My ghosts will haunt the farthest of stars |
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Hell in the headspace |
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Hallucinate |
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Flesh of a dead race |
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Eviscerate |
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Dead metal hallways |
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Pervert the tools |
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You know they'll always |
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Subvert the rules |
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Break out your kill cutter |
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Hell in the headspace |
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Insanity it always finds me |
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Keep running but it's right behind me |
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There is no gravity |
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But I have somehow fallen so far |
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Dead spaces inside me |
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My ghosts will haunt the farthest of stars |
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It took so long to realise |
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Rip off the blindfold from my eyes |
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A thousand screams I will endure |
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I am the cure |
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I AM THE CURE |
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Break out your kill cutter |
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Hell in the headspace |
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Insanity will alway finds me |
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Keep running but it's right behind me |
