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Arising wrath in a penurious existence |
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Hunting a being of my own |
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Treading on disconsolate faces |
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Desperately climbing for the throne |
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Denying the gift of humanity |
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Like a stillborn walking the earth |
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I'm reaching nirvana of insanity |
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Praising indolence, banning birth |
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Craving for distressing acts |
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My impulse for violent art |
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Forces me to inevitable impacts |
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Is tearing your destiny apart |
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A brutal reality destroying all life |
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This terror will always reign |
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Constantly frustrating society, in my world |
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I'm the master brain |
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Join my morbid parade - |
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A horrid masquerade |
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My dark blood is screaming from the past, the spirits of a lost generation |
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The howling voices will always last, will lead me to my own devastation |
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If I had chosen the other path, |
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If I had to make myself clear |
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Join my morbid parade - |
[1st lead: Ideberg 2nd lead: Malmstrom] |
A horrid masquerade |
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Arising wrath in a penurious existence, hunting a being of my own |
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Treading on disconsolate faces, desperately climbing for the throne, |
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Denying the gift of humanity |
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Like a stillborn walking the earth, |
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I'm reaching nirvana of insanity, praising indolence, banning birth |