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Your grace has me well |
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Don't turn and walk away |
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Curved and bent coming, coming through |
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Make no sound, colors of you |
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In this place new and strange |
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You had us in a freeze |
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Flashes of neon mocking the sky |
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Humid in moonlight, flowers in bloom |
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I don't know much, but I'm not blind |
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Crosses of steel, iron and wine |
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The throne's overtaken, the horns will soon show |
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Selfish intentions easy to hide |
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Your aura is visible, blood's on your hands |
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Shades of grey, you leave on your way |
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Look back on those years you corrupted prick |
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See what you have accomplished with your foul trick |
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The future is written in dystopian stone |
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Carved and etched into man's every bone |