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Long to live the path that saves my soul |
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away adapted forced to live so low |
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Gone's the will to want to see the light |
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somber visions cause the path I've strived |
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Sooth the sayer revels in my death |
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some would think I'm just a lunatic |
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The blood I bleed must be black indeed |
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speak the devil in my time of need |
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Blessed black wings |
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Subterranean the house of worms |
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enter in and let my voice be heard |
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They call to me bearing evil grins |
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accounting all here is the den of sins |
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Blessed black wings |
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Pleasure's treasures leave me hypnotized |
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blacking out, follow the trail of lies |
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Demons seen with a knife in back |
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eat your mouth out with your cocaine slack |
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Shadow powder makes me come alive |
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walking zombie mumbles depressed sighs |
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The blood I bleed must be black indeed |
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speak the devil in my time of need |
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Blessed black wings |
