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Where is our doom? |
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If death's true color is shining pure white |
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Then life is black like a demon soul night |
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Aspire - arrogance like funeral pyre |
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Envenom - kills but stimulate phenom |
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Hear me now - wolf pack will loom |
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Hear me now - where is our doom? |
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If end is found rotting under the grass |
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Then death is priceless - all in life surpassed |
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Free will - was mere a dream to kill |
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All lies - we're all wolves in disguise |
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Snake up an eager nun's thighs |
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Beckoning of hypocrite's reprise |
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Twisted your dream time and a half |
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Your truth it sounded like a laugh |
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Fuck you - poison fangs can't sink in through |
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Fuck you - where is our doom? |
