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Private Apocalypse |
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No more tears |
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Apocalypse |
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Are you afraid |
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Devils dance their psychotic waltz |
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By the sound of your pumping heart |
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Your daemons rape your angels |
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Your apocalypse can start |
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Like poison through your veins |
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You are starving |
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You're heaving for your breath |
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Satisfy your need |
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Oohh face the hollow eyes of death |
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Private apocalypse |
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Tranquillised and numb |
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Thorns are growing |
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Through your soul |
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A deathlike silence |
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Just before the storm |
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All things angelic |
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Left for hate |
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Apocalypse. |
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Your undeniable fate |
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Devils dance their psychotic waltz |
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Your heart is pumping faster |
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Private apocalypse |
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Face the seven sins |
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The devils always win |
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Private apocalypse |
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No more tears to cry |
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Apocalypse |
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Are you afraid to die |
