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From The Past Comes The Storm
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The Sky Throws Up Storms Trying To Avenge Itself
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You Feel A Pain That Burns Your Flesh
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Your Reflection Inside The Mirror
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Shows A Past Soiled By The Blood Of Innocents
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The Human Greed Will Be Their Own Destruction
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The Apes In Their Cages Surrounded By Thorns
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That Are Forcing Us To Live Here
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I Feel An Urge To Melt And Go Through Cracks
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To Vanish Like A Fossil That Will Be Found
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Flying On The Universe
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Brains Of Armed Lives Hidden In Pits
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It's A Fight Of Dwarves Strengthening The Giants
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They Are Sons Of The Same Father, Fruit Of The Same Mother
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All Of Them Cry Together In Despair
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But What's Heard Is Only The Buzz Of Flies
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Over The Rotten Flesh
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There S No More Safe Ground To Be On
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Everybody Around You Reflects An Image
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Distorted And Wounded
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I Can Hear The Cry Of A Million Souls
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That Have Been Already Marked By Their Deaths
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While The Laughs Of Satisfaction Echo Endlessly . . .
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Insanity-- Lacerating The Last Sanity
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Endlessly-- Still Remains On Minds
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Lunacy-- Masses Smashed By A Holy Shit
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No Regret-- From The Past Comes The Storms
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The Sky Throws Up Storms Trying To Avenge Itself
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You Feel A Pain That Burns Your Flesh
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Your Reflection Inside The Mirror
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Shows A Past Soiled By The Blood Of Innocents
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The Human Greed Will Be Their Own Destruction
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The Apes In Their Cages Surrounded By Thorns
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That Are Forcing Us To Live Here
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From The Past Comes The Storm
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