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As you look through my window |
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Deep into my room |
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The tapestries all faded |
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Their vague and distant glories concealed in the gloom |
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Icy fingers of forgotten passions |
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Softly brushing my lips |
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And the tips of my primitive soul |
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As you look through my door |
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Deep into my room |
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Can you feel the mighty wall power |
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It's waiting waiting in the gloom |
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The distant shadows of forgotten champions |
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Those who live in me still |
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And will rise when we challenge and kill |
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Born again |
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You'll be born again |
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Ahhhahahah-ahahahah |
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Look at this prince of evil |
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Fighting for your mind |
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Fighting all priests of shame |
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For the thrust of my challenge is aimed at the hearts |
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Of mutant gods who think we're all the same |
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They're controlling our minds |
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And they use us for fortune and fame |
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As you look through my window |
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Deep into my room |
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At your future and freedom |
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The grey and plastic retards all floating in circles |
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And as you taste the fruit of new sensations |
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Softly brushing your lips |
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As we rise when we challenge and kill |
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Born again |
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You'll be born again |
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Ahhhahahah-ahahahah |
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Born again |
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You'll be born again |
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If you want to be a king for a day just do what I say |
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Born again |
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You'll be born again |
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Everybody's got to think like a hunter just search for your prey |
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Born again |
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You'll be born |
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Be alive through the night and the day just do it my way |
