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Could not have forseen what the lies of the bearer would bring |
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Trailing the marks of his errors trace the original sin |
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Fallen I cling to deception |
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This talk of madness is in me |
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Come now as the drapery falls |
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From homes that take the foul in hand |
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Mind cloven |
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Sweet spoken with words that led us off the track |
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Truth altered |
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Blindsighted |
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Thrive on the illusion and the image of a life to be |
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Unmount the shielding facade |
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Cast to death the disciples fevered rage to burn them |
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Fallen Endure the spit of others |
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Locked inside the pretence cage |
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Where the cause will be certain |
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Fallen I'll see you inside |
