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bad memories surface of horrible deeds, |
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reality's fading - the world turns around |
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acts unspeakable suppressed in your mind |
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delusion become surreal |
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your grip tightens, but there's nothing to hold |
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in this wave of understanding it begins to |
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dawn - what you've done |
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overwhelmed by darkness to come |
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ascended from blackness deep within |
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staring into the eyes of the remorseless |
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lurking scheming menace |
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your grip tightens, but there's nothing to hold |
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in this wave of understanding it begins to |
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dawn - what you've done |
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your fortess of cards |
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collapsing to ruins |
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in truth suppressed you boil |
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tearing your mind apart |
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the ruin membrane inside you breaks |
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it pours into you - what you've done |
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in begins to dawn - what you've done |
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your fortess of cards |
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collapsing to ruins |
