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Cradle of shame |
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Crawling out of your words, |
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Voice of cold winds inside me |
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Temple of love |
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Has just faded away and now the guardian's praying |
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Rip out my veins, |
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Kill what my eyes have seen, |
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Carry me away, keep my faith, bugs in my head |
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Getting crazy and |
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I'm gonna be buried in you! |
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Somehow, I'll bring you down |
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till your blood starts to boil |
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In your veins |
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Someday, I'll be your pain |
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Till your eyes start to cry |
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For your sins |
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Daggers and axes |
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Slashing mud in my soul, |
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Voice of cold winds inside me. |
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Temple of hate |
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Has just been built in me and now hadrian's scraping |
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Rip out my soul, |
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Kill what my heart has felt, |
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Carry me away, keep my faith. |
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Dust in my hands |
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Tells me I've always dug |
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To escape from the walls of rage! |
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Somehow, I'll bring you down |
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till your blood starts to boil |
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In your veins |
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Someday, I'll be your pain |
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Till your eyes start to cry |
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For your sins |
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I'm gonna be buried in you! |
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I'm gonna be buried in you! |
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I'm gonna be buried in you! |
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Somehow, I'll bring you down |
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till your blood starts to boil |
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In your veins |
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Someday, I'll be your pain |
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Till your eyes start to cry |
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For your sins |
