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I hear their poisonous words again |
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As they call out for submission and code |
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"To be less than one and drown equals pride" they say |
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These were the voices that destroyed us |
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Did I want for this loss to be sustained? |
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Through the clipping of wings found the secret paths |
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From the blinding light of lies obtained second sight |
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Stabbed in the back, gained strength in One-ness |
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Taken from me, I learned to preserve |
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These were the voices that sunk our ships |
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These are the voices - poisoned ears bleeding |
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Did I pray for the dead to be kept awake? |
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Did I gently place these thorns through the surface |
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of my eyes? |
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Did I ask for this fathomless tragedy to go on forever? |
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Fail to comply - reborn in war |
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The answer being no |
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Did I? |
