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Torn down and abandoned |
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This shell of a body fails me now |
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I've dipped my cup in the fountain of youth |
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A feeble attempt soon forgotten |
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All sense of reality has been removed |
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Now I crave for something more |
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Lost in the fabric of time between the dead and divine |
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How profound this state of life |
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I've given everything to taste the eternal (eternal) |
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Like a cancer it ate me alive |
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I've lost my sanity, my heart and my will to survive |
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I've fallen victim to the dark limits of time (of time) |
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Oh the irony, for I am the culprit |
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I am the victim, yet I am the culprit |
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I am the victim, and now I am the culprit |
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This is the great divide |
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I have created the fault line |
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This is the great divide |
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And I have created the fault line |
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My time has come, what have I done? |
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I've lived to account for these sins of old |
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My days are done, I'm calling out |
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But this voice, it fails me now |
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This is the great divide |
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I have created the fault line |
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This is the great divide |
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And I have created the fault line |
