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Am I not your super hero |
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Am I not your golden chain |
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War fixation, |
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I won the game |
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Transmit this remedy |
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Transmit this gain |
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Prosperity - |
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I'll came across you between the shades |
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With superior blessings |
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That apparently was holding the staff |
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Of which blindness could foresee |
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Trouble in the corridor |
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Drained through the system of foundations, |
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Dear in cruelty |
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Simulating the opponent |
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Well besmeared with toxic phlegm |
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Let me lick you, frustrated joy |
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A canyon of courage with soar feet |
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A paradise in motion, |
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Born without a scruple |
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Could I please be left alone now |
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In my hand |
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I hold the science, of which |
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Nothing can ever penetrate |
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In my hand |
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I hold the plague |
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Where silence will proceed |
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Wild bindings, an opportunity for great men, |
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And with or without them in honor, just for fun |
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I mingle with the fountains of all that |
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I've seen |
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Substantial is the millenium |
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And proud is the frog that predicated his amusement |
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All for benefit of reluctant ideas |
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Like envy is the falsehood, while the morning after |
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Is all that is between us |
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As laughter is planted in mortal void |
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And unwilling wisdom is abroad |
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Wandering alone in this shapeless halls of nothing |
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And watch it increase as the shining becomes stronger |
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This stranger is a "place" for you to rest |
