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(Something has died that once lived inside |
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The undying atrocity benumbs to feel no pain anymore |
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Bias residence with contaminant rage that has no boundaries |
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Created with a slay-conceived spirit |
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No mercy for the weak in this grand human machinery) |
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Dispersing from the shades of grey |
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Blazing through everyone and everything |
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Inaccurate and rapid moves |
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Heartbeats echo in vacuum |
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The core scraping pulsation |
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Thrusting closer to the edge |
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No escape from myself |
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This delusion is my shallow grave |
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In your head, in your mind |
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Emptiness will fill the void |
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Blood runs still and cold, stand at the ruins |
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Humanity's deserted zone |
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Bleak sunshine burning to dust |
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Invisible tissue between us |
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Lost generation guiding the way |
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Foreshadowing angels to fall astray |
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Bloodshot eyes, blood painting the world |
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Adjusting to pain and venom words |
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This mental masturbation |
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Breeding progenies of a bastard nation |
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In your head, in your mind |
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Emptiness will fill the void |
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Blood runs still and cold, stand at the ruins |
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Humanity's deserted zone |
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Underneath the empty appearance |
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The weight of absence so unbearable |
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Human wasteland, sinking quicksand |
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The Kingdom of Devastation |
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As I change my shape, everything fades |
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Spirit withers and body turns into a cage |
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In too deep, silence turns to rage |
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Covering this shallow grave |
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Stuck in this instant forever |
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Feelings never to sever |
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Empty shell within a gunshot |
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Everything you ever loved has turned to dust |
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Trivial goals to price your name |
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Revival of incomplete human race |
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Every breath reflects a disaster |
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Intertwined to the limbs, faking every laughter |
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In your head, in your mind |
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Emptiness will fill the void |
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Blood runs still and cold, stand at the ruins |
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Humanity's deserted zone |
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Underneath the empty appearance |
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The weight of absence so unbearable |
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Human wasteland, sinking quicksand |
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The Kingdom of Devastation |
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As I change my shape, everything fades |
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Spirit withers and body turns into a cage |
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In too deep, silence turns to rage |
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Covering this shallow grave |
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(Fainting prayers in the street |
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Painted in these blood-red sheets |
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Swarming army of paper dolls with scissors |
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Burn and modify my thoughts, take my figure |
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Condemned to forget, forever wandering |
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My shadow companion is my only friend |
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Beneath my transparency, I'm nothing but a mystery |
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We're nothing and everything |
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The embodiment of withering) |
