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A rift of anger passes my remembrance |
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An outburst of hate rips my mind once again |
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I know about your request to retain your respect (...) |
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Like a mighty marauder you're infuriate yourself into vengeance |
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You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror. |
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You're intoxicating your own mind with other mistakes. |
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My oration will be your ordeal not a secret |
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I won't reveal my misgivings turned out to be true |
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The lethal rash on me was you. |
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In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. |
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In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. |
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You must feel sick when you look at yourself in the mirror. |
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You're intoxicating your own mind with other mistakes. |
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I'm looking for a way out to the top of my dreams |
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With reckless violence a world without domination. |
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Can you hear this song, this song that i'm singing |
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It's about you dropping your gloves but still i'm not swinging. |
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Your hate is something |
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I cannot measure. |
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I will never bend for the pleasure of pressure. |
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My oration will be your ordeal not a secret |
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I won't reveal my misgivings turned out to be true |
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The lethal rash on me was you. |
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In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. |
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In the mist will be the fist to guide you through dictatorship. |
