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Inside this infant shell |
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I prematurely came of age |
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A childhood's remnants |
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For nightmares of abysmal suffering |
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I carried the burden |
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To the edges of my soul |
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To spread the tale for those |
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Who are forced to scream without a mouth |
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You thousands, you millions |
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Behold the sound of my voice |
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You children of children |
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Remember the sound of my voice |
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Harbinger of the past |
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Keeper of a better tomorrow? |
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My eyes have gazed into a vortex of brutality |
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From the undertow |
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I surfaced and was washed ashore |
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I am an orphan, yet a child to all my memories |
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I am alone |
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Yet there are so many more |
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Like me |
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One of millions |
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Descended into chaos |
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Victims of minds infected |
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With all consuming hate |
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The rain of all these tears |
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Has cleansed my mind of anger |
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It has erased the urge |
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To retaliate |
