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Memories to forget |
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Raking up the past is far from good |
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Although I didn't feel guilt |
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So everybody else decided it |
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Culpability! |
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Who did you think you were |
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To find me guilty? |
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If you were who indulged me in dirty play, |
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In dirty laws. |
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You get me out of your holy way |
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Thinking that |
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I couldn't come |
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Back to the fray. |
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Look at my wings |
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Burnt by race |
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I should forgive |
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But I can't forget. |
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Exiled into nowhere |
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I found the reason for my existence. |
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The time has come |
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To reap the fruits |
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Born by the tree of unrest. |
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Memories to remind. |
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Raking up the past has toughen me |
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And I'm sure that |
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I won't feel guilt |
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When I can contemplate your filthy sons |
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Kneeling down to my feet. |
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Maybe I wasn't good enough |
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For your celestial hierarchy. |
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In fact, you were scared because you |
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Could be dethroned by me. |
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Punish those who don't do as |
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I say. Your omnipotence made the negative part |
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Control my will. |
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Now you and me are only one... |
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Now war is served. |
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Come here and pay your trespassess |
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It's too late for truces. |
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Come here. |
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I'll be awaiting. |
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It's too late. |
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If I fall, you'll fall with me. |