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These fits of depression are torturing me |
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The lives that |
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I've seen won't breathe again |
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A sad child of madness, they'll never be free |
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Born again to die, the agonies begin |
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And soldiers keep coming, like warriors they die |
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But gangland's alive when mothers cry' |
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Cause hate's blind addictions, a killing machine |
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And it burns on the fuel of shattered lives |
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Lost child, lost child |
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The seeds of all evil are sown in their minds |
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And harvest the sad fields of woe' |
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Cause dead boys are martyrs that live on forever |
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But now it's too late for their souls |
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And standing on sanities too fragile edge |
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And worship the, ' |
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Lord of the |
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Flies'And wade through the slaughter you've made of thy brother |
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And drown in his blood then when he dies |
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You see in their eyes |
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They're the lost child |
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See in their eyes |
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You see in their eyes |
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They're the lost child |
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See in their eyes |
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Don't turn out the lights 'cause there's demons in the night |
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And they prey on the fears in us all |
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They hide inside and wait and they shun the light of day |
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The screams in their dreams fill us all |
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Children of the night |
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Such a sad tune they rhyme |
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The bloody boys that sing a wicked song |
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And for all of them they're just memories in the wind |
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Rise and see |
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It's the dawn of insanity |
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Keeper of the gates of fire |
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And the Heretic has said |
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You don't have to be afraid |
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Till I, till |
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I come to get ya |
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And child in time |
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On the swords edge you ride |
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And cast a spell of |
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HeresyAnd die in vain |
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Like a wild dog in chains |
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And no one can save or set you free |
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You see in their eyes |
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They're the lost child |
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See in their eyes |
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You see in their eyes |
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They're the lost child |
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See in their eyes |
