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They offer us the blades |
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that tear with pleasure our flesh |
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And every strife carves |
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their influence on our minds |
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We live with this suffering, |
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a fall into depression |
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The self-mutilation pushes us |
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towards the meaning of our beings |
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They decrease us all the time until we reach the state of shit |
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And every word molest our faces into wounds |
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We take all verbal injuries and keep them inside |
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The inner rottenness feed the ulcer, bleeding fear |
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They die, one after one, |
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cause this is all they deserve |
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And the smell of powder mixed to their blood |
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is intoxicating |
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We bear the guns and load the bullets |
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blasting their heads |
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We're children of Despair |
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and priest of negation |
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We are them |
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We are them |
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We are them |
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We offer your blades and break your minds |
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We load your guns nd press the relaxation |
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We are them |
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We are them |
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We are them and command your death |