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Can you feel the pain |
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I feel?I've lost all sense of what is real |
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I'm lost in a world |
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I detestCan you feel the pain |
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I feel?This wound |
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I've got will never heal |
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I'm lost in the serpents own nest |
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Oh, set me free, crucify life itself |
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And let your joy be the reality |
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Our suffering life, the dream |
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Pain, the highest order |
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Scorching inside of my skin |
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Terminal spirit disease |
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An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves |
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Kill the worm that is depression |
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Join the leeches of oppression |
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Unrure, twisted, logic now die |
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Kill the worm that is depression |
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My fevered, circle of damnation |
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Consumed by this torment divine |
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Oh, set me free, crucify life itself |
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Let your joy be the reality |
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Our suffering life, the dream |
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Pain, the highest order |
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Scorching the inside of my skin |
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Terminal spirit disease |
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An itch of thirst twisting my tortured nerves |
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Terminal spirit disease, terminal spirit disease |
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Kill the worm that is depression |
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Join the leeches of oppression |
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Unrure, twisted, logic now die |
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Kill the worm that is depression |
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My fevered, circle of damnation |
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Consumed by this torment divine |
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Your soul's condemned to sin of life |
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Must die to be set free |
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Terminal spirit disease, terminal spirit disease |
