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No way out of here |
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Trapped in a vacuum between the living and the dead |
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I hear them call me from the other side |
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Disbelieve |
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I have been my whole life |
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Guide my soul to rest |
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Who will decide my faith |
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Some say the body will decompose and turn to dust |
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Spirits appear in front of me |
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Reaching for my mind to decide |
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And I choose to be... ... |
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Bloodfed - not misled |
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Not sacred - or |
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Godled You drink the blood of |
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Christ I drink the blood of you |
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I would not have it any other way |
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Back with the dead again |
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Since my first visit it has now come clear |
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Rather that spend my afterlife among the praying |
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I'd rather be... ... |
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Bloodfed - not misled |
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Not sacred - or |
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Godled |
