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Your ideals are wicked and deceiving how can you find peace you seek the righteous, but find the void |
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Die by the sword of live by the book |
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Glimpse your death within the scunt seek the righteous, find the truth the book of eternal youth |
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Of generations cold as stone, you wander still awaiting your inevitable death your quest has ended where it began |
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But is there really a life for me is there a place to dwell pleasures of the flesh vio dolorosa |
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Of fear and despair, you've wandered of hatred and grief, you've slaughtered |
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I've seen you in your darkest hour |
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I know you as myself |
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But is there really a life for me... |
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Via dolorosa, memento mori |
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In you I've found my nothing in you |
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I can't hide my pain in you my love has gone in you |
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I've kept my cold |
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Captor of sin, you've stolen my past via dolorosa |
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I've wasted my life for you |
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My hate you create |
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My blood is water my life means nothing my warmth has vanished |
