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Only hate is left to feel |
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Old enough he is to bear the weight |
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He's lying bruised and left to die by the sons of his own |
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The storm is leading him into the dark |
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Dark is the light inside your fearful mind |
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Your fearful mind |
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Plead...plead for your life, there is no other way |
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No other way |
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A drop of tear falls from his eyes |
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The bitter scars reveal the pain of a man |
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Blinded by the dark, he crawls along |
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Along the muddy road |
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The storm is leading him into the dark |
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Dark is the light inside your fearful mind |
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Your fearful mind |
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Plead...plead for your life, there is no other way |
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No other way |
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Only but pain is left to feel |
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Feel |
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Only but pain |
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Only but pain is left to feel |
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Feel, feel |
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There he is crying 'till the end |
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Dark is the light inside your fearful mind |
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Your fearful mind |
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Plead...plead for your life, there is no other way |
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No other way |
