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The innocence of our race is bleak |
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our true nature is revealed |
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That which once shone, turned to rust |
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Its your turn to feel the consequence |
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The deed is done |
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We walk among the rotting voids, |
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life will be the death of us |
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Death of us |
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Skin peeling of off our diseased bodies, |
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we walk the broken path of nil |
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The pathetic nothing we've achieved |
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is just a drop in the sea of failure |
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We've grown custom to the smell of death |
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we lust after it |
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No one can forgive us for what we've done |
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Skin peeling of our diseased bodies |
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we walk the path of nil |
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No one will survive |
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we'll stop the wind from blowing |
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We stop the wind from blowing |
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The world is cursed with the human swarm |
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Your lives are forever changed there is no turning back |
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The world is cursed with the human swarm |
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There is no turning back |
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You are forever changed |
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The innocence of our race is bleak |
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our true nature is revealed |
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that which once shone, turned to rust |
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We are cursed with the human swarm |
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We are cursed with the human swarm |
