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Breeding Fear
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Staring down into the depths
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Subconscious has taken my life
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Breathing this foul and dank air
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Eyes cannot penetrate the light
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No room to panic or move
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I pray my death will come soon.
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My sorrows are breeding on my fear.
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The tombs of 1000 lie near,
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Soon to diminish am I?
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Lying here, minutes from my death
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The nausea breeds on my fear
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Calling to the victims of fate
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The dead cannot answer my calls.
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My body falls to the depths
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And darkness has engraved my mind...
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No visions or solution
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Gagged for air, deeper below I sink...
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Breeding Fear
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| Paradise Lost |
