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I am the Promethean |
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Tragic figure in this dream |
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Dream known as life |
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I bring spark into the lives |
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Take the molded, show them fire |
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Fire's the spark in their eyes |
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My flesh is ripped at daily |
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It's the cross I bear |
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I feel it tear out my insides |
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A pain so heavy I could collapse |
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I feel it just may kill me |
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I must brave through this storm |
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I am made exemplary |
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Lashed up by the public scene |
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For bearing my heart, my soul's on fire |
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I pull my ribs open now |
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Bleed my heart upon the grounds |
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Drink of the blood, take me in |
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My flesh is ripped at daily |
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It's the cross I bear |
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I feel it tear out my insides |
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A pain so heavy I could collapse |
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I feel it just may kill me |
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I must brave through this storm |
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Chain me down, nail me up |
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It feels so cold on my skin |
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Flesh cut deep from their claws |
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Chew my organs out |
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Salivating with hate |
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Crown of thorns, deathly boards; won't |
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Make me cease to be |
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You've turned this scapegoat into |
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The lion that will devour you whole |
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2x |
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My flesh is ripped at daily |
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It's the cross I bear |
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2x |
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I feel it tear out my insides |
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A pain so heavy I could collapse |
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I feel it just may kill me |
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I must brave through this storm |