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Defiant thought crossed through demons |
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Converge in fierce gesture recollection forged to fit |
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And walk among the ravenous |
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Dragging feet to cover tracks |
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Sparing touch to collapse the senses |
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Dare to care - dare to cross and strike |
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The lifeline handsomely |
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We'll always go down fighting |
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Devout rebellion - our haven is reborn |
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Loving children of departure conceived in conflict |
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Plea a pledge of coursing anger to convert their prepossessing |
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Dirty rotten rivalry |
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Antidote in symmetry |
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Pulling punches for servitude |
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To crush their rotting existence |
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Hailed in the fold of a setting sun - we defy |
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So precious so pretty - dominion |
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Stars on the firing line - dominion |
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Made famous in obscurity - dominion |
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The underworld is ours to own |
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We beloved - wait to feed on the filth of these new evils |
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Against each wired repeat of nostalgia's novelties |
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Depiction hints to surface - resurrect and manifest |
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Accustomed to new thirsts only to vanish in quiet |
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Prophets of rage - scattered in hordes |
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This dominion defines everything they possess |
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And we defy |
