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Quiet! Legions pass! |
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Quiet, legions |
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Quiet, I roam as troubling |
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As rough as a lion |
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As hot as the pit |
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I roam inside out |
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From your evil and the other hand |
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I don't catch your mind |
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I only crush your flesh |
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Wretched mind, I am the other one |
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The other question leaves |
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Question what I am |
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I THRASH! I am true mind dismal |
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I pluck your eyes, frail, so small |
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All that I try leaves just bitterness |
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The day will come |
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Shrink, squeal, die! |
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(Chorus x2) |
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You, the fool |
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Sixteen are bitten |
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You make me delay everything |
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And become the Lord |
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The Lord of all |
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I am Lord, rage!!! |
