| There is no honour amongst the thieves
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| No love for the dead amongst the weeds
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| Swallow this ichor, blood of divines
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| Ascend with me, to the afterlife
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| I look inside this mirror of lies
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| Can’t recognise this face of mine
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| This abhorrent weight I cannot hide
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| My demise, its a matter of time
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| This is not a drill, we’re coming
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| We help them to kill
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| We’ll take your secrets in disguise
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| While you’re praying to your god, To help you
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| Slipping through the cracks, we stand tall
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| We’ve formed a pack, of hungry wolves
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| Our callous acts unnoticed
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| We know your god won’t save you
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| Now that I’ve paid the price
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| Without you there is no point to life
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| God is the lust, its his design
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| To fight this urge, to cling to pride
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| I swallow down more duloxotine
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| To turn reality into dreams
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| While they cling like the demons strings
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| I still sing about these horrid things
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| Whatever I do, I can’t live this down
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| Wherever I go, I need you to save me now
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| We will survive, We will reach high
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| We will not fall, We will stand tall |