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You bastardised my intellect |
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Castrated our conviction |
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You are desperately seeking |
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Satan Now that you've burned |
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Your bridges down |
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You plagiarised and parodied |
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The magic of our meaning |
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You can't admit that you're wrong |
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The spirit is dead and gone |
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You don't bother me |
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You are history |
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A legend in our own mind |
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Left all your friends behind |
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No one seems to care |
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And Satan is not there |
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There's nothing left to boast |
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Time to give upthe ghost |
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You are desperately seeking |
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Satan Black magic has |
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Turned to dust |
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It's time to put |
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The thing to rest |
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You can't admit that you're wrong |
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The spirit is dead and gone |
