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Have I not |
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Been too long in the shadows of invention and creation |
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As I rightfully behold the flesh |
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Fear of the conscious mind will have you facing away |
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My word and world holds ground and is real |
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Your word is like floods of poisoned water |
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A language spoken with spit of different tongues |
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It all seems like an eternity |
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This battle between us two |
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"Good and evil" |
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Me and you |
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Time has come to step up |
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And take back what you took from me |
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My word and world holds ground and is real |
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Your word is like floods of poisoned water |
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A language spoken with spit of different tongues |
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You can never corrupt me again |
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Time has come to step up |
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And take back what you took from me |
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Time has come to step up |
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And take back what you took from me |
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You can never corrupt me again |
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I protect every man guilty of sin |
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The ultimate sin being me |
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The vapor from the plague |
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That infested my mind, body and soul |
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Obscured my view from wisdom |
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The mist that had me wonder in resentment cleared |
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And troubles me no more |
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Have I not |
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Been too long in the shadows of invention and creation |
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As I rightfully behold the flesh |
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Fear of the conscious mind will have you facing away |