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(The Chief Magistrate - A Meeting Between the Condemned) |
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Blackened skies, dark harmonies |
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Sombre tunes, grey melodies |
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A throne of gold (platinized bones) |
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The moonlight shining red |
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The secret ryche in my head |
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He rips the wall between our minds |
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His prison faces this other side |
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He screams |
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The devil in me |
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The devil in me |
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Silvery tears from tired eyes |
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Abysmal roar the devil cries |
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He faces a fallen paradise |
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Built by fools (and fatal lies) |
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A fallen beast, a fallen man |
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Both deceived, we stand condemned |
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I understand his better thoughts |
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He wanted freedom, now he's caught within |
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The devil in me |
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The devil in me |
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Once we both believed in god |
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He told us lies, a pact in blood |
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Through madness we travelled, on angelical demons |
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Up and down in the sand glass of oblivion |
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Remember, remember |
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My daughter and her eyes... |
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A throne for me, a throne for him |
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A throne for all the fallen kings |
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We march the road to the fallen gates |
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To rule the purple barren waste |
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The moonlight shining red |
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The secret ryche in my head |
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He rips the wall between our minds |
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His prison faces this other side |
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He's free - the devil in me |
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The devil in me |
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The devil in me |
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The devil in me |
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The devil in me |
