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What kind of a fool do you take me for? |
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The lust of a monk or a troubadour |
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I must be the last of a dying race |
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What virtue is wrought from a man who is chaste? |
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And spiteful enough for a holy war |
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What kind of a man do you think I am? |
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A master who's failed at his own exam |
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This knowledge of life has become a cage |
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A prison where reason has turned to rage |
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A hawk that circles a pentagram |
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What kind of a face do these people see? |
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A creature enslaved by his inquiry |
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A chain of thought that will never stop |
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Perhaps a bull in a china shop |
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A monster trapped in a library |
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I'm caught in this race's own graveyard |
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I'm piecing together unholy shards |
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A man that died of his mental health |
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An age that turned it against himself |
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And left to gather his own reward |
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What ever does this world want from me? |
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A martyr for a moral tragedy |
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