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A granted wish for a demon's kiss |
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Drew lust for more and mental twists |
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Across the simple minds of men |
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And no one here was watching them |
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As they broke into their certain doom |
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By craving more that they deserved to |
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So crowned and claimed by Satan's eye |
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Is a book of truth that doesn't speak lies |
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Written words in well-inked shapes |
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In demon-blood as he rapes |
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The book of destiny |
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Claimed by the damned who wants |
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To stain his soul, but more can't be |
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For the one who seeks and will find me |
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Sought by the fallen one |
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Sought by the fallen one |
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And I can never leave |
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Forever bound in here |
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An everlasting dream |
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In an everlasting nightmare |
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And even though I still |
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Have my mortal soul to sell |
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In here I've found |
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My own personal hell |
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Sought by the fallen one |
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Recreating tortures down |
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Inflicted deep by the foulest demons |
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Children of the second son |
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Sought by the fallen one |
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Damnation for a battle one |
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There's nowhere left to hide my guilt |
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And nowhere left to run |
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My confessions were to grave |
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That no living priest was brave enough |
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To hear my spoken word be said |
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Corrupted by my pain |
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Slowly driving me insane |
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With oblivion due, I'd rather be dead |
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Seraphims sing their hymns in disgust! |
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"You cannot run from what isn't hunting", he said |
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"It cannot kill what was never meant to be dead" |
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Seraphims sing their hymns in disgust! |
