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Blood red and true |
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The mind this time and awaiting end faint as it is |
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Only her voice remainds |
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In this desert hollow echo of surrogate ritual |
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Lies must forge on |
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Destination unclear |
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Through kill to win anything |
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Blood red and true |
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Kill for non-fiction |
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Through moving up to this bottom |
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Grant me down here |
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All falsehood and plague |
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What's left of ritual |
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The thousand times you die |
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This plan, this time |
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The thousand times you die |
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This pain, this time |
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The thousand time you die |
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This pain, this time |
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Desert echo this plain |
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What's left of ritual? |
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Desert echo |