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Have I no control, is my soul not mine? |
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Am I not just man, destiny defined? |
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Never to be ruled nor held to heel. |
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Not heaven or hell just the land between. |
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Am I not man, does my heart not bleed? |
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No Lord, no |
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God, no hate, no pity, no pain, just |
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ME. Comprehend and countermand. |
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Synchronous guidance. |
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I choose my way. |
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Never to be ruled nor held to heel. |
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Not heaven or hell just the land between. |
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And am I not man? |
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So why do |
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I love when |
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I still feel pain? |
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When does it end, when is my work done? |
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Why am I lone and why do |
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I feel that |
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I carry a sword through a battlefield? |
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So why do |
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I love when |
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I still feel pain? |
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When does it end, when is my work done? |
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Why do I fight and why do |
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I feel that |
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I carry a sword, that |
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I carry a sword? |
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Like the path to heaven or the road to hell our choice is our own consequences bind. |
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We are the kings of wisdom, the fools as well. |
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We are the gods to many, we are humble men. |
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We who build great works just to break them down. |
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We who make our rules so we never fail. |
