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Apologetic absolution revolves on an axis of hate |
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Referencing to the end of an age where darkness seeks out the light |
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And folds away the truth of a better tomorrow |
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There is no call, there is no sight |
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The only freedom left lies behind the eyes in the womb |
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There is nothing, there is only this |
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The seed has taken over |
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The lies are getting colder |
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Bullets replace the word and the visions make me sober |
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Raise your hands in praise, and forgive the fallen idol |
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Put the child to its death and perpetuate the cycle |
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Everyday I feel the same, even when I numb the pain |
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I'm like a slave in this complacency |
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Everything I've felt is wrong, all sign of hope is gone |
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I can't escape from this complacency |
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Waken ties of culture, and sever lines of structure |
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Find release in certainty and devour all the mortar |
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Terror for freedom |
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Freedom from terror |
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Everyday I feel the same, even when I numb the pain |
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I'm like a slave in this complacency |
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Everything I've felt is wrong, all sign of hope is gone |
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I can't escape from this complacency |
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The seed has taken over |
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The lies are getting colder |
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Bullets replace the word and the visions make me sober |
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Terror for freedom |
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Freedom from terror |
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Everyday I feel the same, even when I numb the pain |
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I'm like a slave in this complacency |
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Everything I've felt is wrong, all sign of hope is gone |
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I can't escape from this complacency |
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The complacency strain... |