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Catch fire, just like a living disease |
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Unholy desire, a world on it's knees |
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Our burning minds, they are ridden of hope |
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In a dreaming utopia, dead on dape |
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A generation of obscenities |
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We have lost our faith in our own creativity |
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What is evil but good |
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Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst? |
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The living end |
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The dwarfed soul of man |
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The living end |
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The sweetest of lies, it's embrace so warm |
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So void of life, one with the promised swarm |
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Our burning minds they are ridden of hope |
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In a dreaming utopia, dead on dope |
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A generation of obscenities |
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Our ignorance will be the end of humanity |
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A dead nation under one dead god |
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The living end |
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The dwarfed soul of man |
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The living end |
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Written in napalm over genetic wastelands |
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We move on, our fate is to die by our own hand |
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A dead nation under one dead god |
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What is evil but good |
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Tortured by its own hunger and thirst? |
