| The grave is overfilled by falling ashes
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| Immortal crime against the life that now passes
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| The heart is getting tired in everlasting night drive
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| Watching you drying is a pretty bad jive
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| The march on the corner for the pigs in jail
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| Wanting to bring the real justice back against the lies that fill up to your
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| head
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| Just fake purity and not TRANQUALITY
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| Not any credibility… Hail hail
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| Just a march for the kingdom of the dead!
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| Your seeking’s just plastic
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| You’re just crying to act more drastic
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| but your real aim is just to keep mastering
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| First Human God, but still end up in a grave
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| Crying for pride but the shadow’s in
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| Bored to people therapying
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| like the flies round the brain
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| (WATCH YOUR MEGA MAD DOG FAGGOT RAGGED IN THE RAIN!)
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| Cried for the crime with no moral in a rhyme
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| The path to the cemetary is waiting on a line
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| Watching in a park when you’re sinking to the ground,
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| waiting for your friend to join the shroud
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| So overcynical and bloody in sin
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| the nature describes how to end to dustbin
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| But sure you are willing to choose this shift?
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| Sure you ain’t willing to take such a risk
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| Crying for pride but the shadow’s in
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| Bored to people therapying
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| The highest mountain you’re climbing (Watch the waves of the water…)
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| For the freedom struggling
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| Crying for pride but the shadow’s in (Breathe the clean crispy air…)
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| Bored to people therapying
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| like the flies round your skin (Feel the loss…)
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| I’d like to take you away,
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| show the other way
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| Why you waste your day
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| in an endless game?
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| Tra-tarnquality
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| Crying for pride but the shadow’s in… (Watch the waves of the water…)
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| Bored to people therapying
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| The highest mountain you’re climbing (Breathe the clean crispy air…)
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| For the freedom struggling
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| For your soul |