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Black Sabbath |
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Master Of Reality |
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Lord Of This World |
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You're searching for your mind don't know where to start |
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can't find the key to fit the lock on your heart |
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you think you know but you are never quite sure |
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your soul is ill but you will not find a cure. |
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Your world was made for you by someone above |
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but you chose evil ways instead of love. |
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You made me master of the world where you exist |
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the soul I took from you was not even missed. |
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Lord of this world |
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Evil possessor |
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Lord of this world |
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He's your confessor now! |
