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Fallen blind to the demons within |
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The path to take and |
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I walk it in pain |
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A darkened mind of destructive taste |
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My hateful seed grows stronger within |
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My own hatred - it burns deep inside |
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My eyes are blind to the demons within |
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My own hatred - |
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I scream inside |
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My lips are sealed by the kiss of non-devine |
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My pain is drowning in the tears |
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I cannot shed |
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As flowers withers life must come to an end |
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Can't put me out of my own misery |
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So I continue on my darkened trail of tears |
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My own hatred, my trail of tears |
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My pain is drowning in the tears |
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I cannot shed |
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My own journey |
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I'll walk to the end |
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As flowers withers every man has his trails |
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My own hatred, my trail of tears |
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My eyes are blind to the demons inside |
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My own hatred - it grows inside |
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I hide my fear in the mists of slumbering wine |
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My constant presence will torment my soul |
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Like claws from the past, in my eyes shredding tears |
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Can't put me out of my own misery |
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So I walk forever on my darkened trail of tears |
