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As I take my final breath of dying air |
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My fear of pain so surreal |
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Shivers down my spine as I rip my own flesh |
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Quickening through blood and broken hopes |
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Slow departure, darken my mind |
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Put my trust in stories from the ancient times |
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A life along the holy path |
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Fire, death, blood, rain, pain arouses me |
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Holy father, I will sin again |
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Shivers down my spine as I rip my own flesh |
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Quickening through blood and broken souls |
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A life along the holy path |
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Holy father I will sin again |
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Fire, death, blood, rain, pain arouses me |
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I taste the pain |
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Holy father, I must sin again |
