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Hatred has purity, hatred has size |
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Hatred has purpose and hatred has eyes |
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Hatred has honor and hates to hear lies |
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Hatred has hunger and it never dies |
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Pain and pleasure are the twins |
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That slightly out of focus spins |
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Around us till we finally realize |
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That everything that gives us pleasure |
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Also gives us pain to measure it by |
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And in order to survive |
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Hatred has energy, hatred is near |
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Hatred has carnage and hatred is clear |
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Hatred is frustrating love for fear |
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Hatred is human and hatred is here |
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All our lives we love illusion |
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Neatly caught between confusion |
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And the need to know we are alive |
