I see a flash
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Is this sleep?
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Am I in a dream?
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The past sees me and it won’t let go
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Greeted by those I’ve killed along the way, because I am the destruction
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The past sees me and it won’t let go
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A demon born out of their rite in throes
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This is the truth
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I am a demon born out of their rite in throes
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Soiled by the world of man
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I am, I am, I am the destruction
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I am fear
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I am sin
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I am, I am, I am the destruction
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This memory ignites
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The past sees me
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Visions of me grow
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Greeted by family
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Painting dissolution and a life of an insect
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The past it will not let me go
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I’m lost within my own soul
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A ghost within times of old
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The clock turns back but is this real?
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Tell me, is this real?
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A demon born out of their rite in throes
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This is the truth
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I am a demon born out of their rite in throes
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Soiled by the world of man
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Iam, I am destruction
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I am fear, fuck
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To say I am
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I am destruction
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I am fear
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Born to destroy
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Born to destroy
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Transcending boundaries of affliction
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I’ve learned from past experience I am a monster
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Disgust and horror flash before me in fire burning down below
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Holy desire
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This stain will never wash off of my grave
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Physical life has wandered
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Here I stay, in death
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Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection
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Grant forgiveness
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This is only but a dark reflection
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Regret is ripping the throat from my neck
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Now I can’t speak
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I wander
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Here in death, I weep
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Take pity on a soul and grant me resurrection
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Grant forgiveness
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This is only but a dark reflection
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Hell bound
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Past death
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Nothing can save me
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Longing for something beyond
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Hell bound
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Past death
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Nothing can save me
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Longing for something beyond
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Embrace the feeling of a soul within
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Realizing this is what we need
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Inside the circle that’s a mystery to our eyes and what we shall perceive
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Embrace the feeling of a soul within
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Realizing this is what we need
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Inside the circle that’s a mystery to our eyes and what we shall perceive
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Stop bleeding on the inside
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We are alive, and it’s more that enough that we paint the walls that are white
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Can we show the ones who are blind?
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Stop bleeding on the inside
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We are alive, and it’s more that enough that we paint the walls that are white
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Can we show the ones who are blind?
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Show them that we’re not blind |