| Look through the dark eyes of the mind
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| Witness what we have become
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| Millions live in poverty, are starving
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| Dead before their life has begun
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| The human soul
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| Seen through the dark eyes
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| Displays its potential for pain
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| Desecration knows no bounds
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| Drenched in the bloody rain
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| The human soul
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| Seen through the dark eyes
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| Displays its violence and rage
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| Desecration knows no bounds
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| Drenched in the bloody rain
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| The rich, they hold all of the power
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| They subjugate and enslave the weak
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| Create their kingdoms built on sand
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| Foundations crumbling at their feet
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| The human soul
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| Seen through the dark eyes
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| Displays its potential for pain
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| Desecration knows no bounds
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| Drenched in the bloody rain
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| The human soul
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| Seen through the dark eyes
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| Displays its violence and rage
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| Desecration knows no bounds
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| Drenched in the bloody rain
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| Even life seems so disposable
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| Nothing now is seen as unique
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| Take what you can and give nothing back
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| No quarter, no surrender, no retreat
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| The human soul
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| Seen through the dark eyes
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| Displays its potential for pain
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| Desecration knows no bounds
|
| Drenched in the bloody rain
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| The human soul
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| Seen through the dark eyes
|
| Displays its violence and rage
|
| Desecration knows no bounds
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| Drenched in the bloody rain |