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Why did you grow attached to |
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All the pain that your life brings? |
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How come you found comfort |
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In pulling your own strings? |
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Don't speak these words |
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They fall on stony ground |
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In sands of time they drown |
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They say |
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No more wars in vain |
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They say it won't be the same |
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That's what they say |
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They reassure that no offence meant |
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By sacrificing you on the altar called Earth |
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Is it your way to struggle |
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For the gods which you can't face |
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How could you end up bowing |
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To your own former slaves? |
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A kind of pawn you're unable to queen - step aside |
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As if it wasn't your dreams you gave in - never mind! |
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A perfect hell for the ignorant - suits you fine |
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It makes you toe their line |
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Don't speak these words |
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For they will melt away |
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In all the things they say |