Your ideals are wicked and deceiving
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how can you find peace
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you seek the righteous, but find the void
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Die by the sword of live by the book
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Glimpse your death within the scunt
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seek the righteous, find the truth
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the book of eternal youth
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Of generations
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cold as stone, you wander still
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awaiting your inevitable death
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your quest has ended where it began
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But is there really a life for me
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is there a place to dwell
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pleasures of the flesh
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vio dolorosa
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Of fear and despair, you've wandered
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of hatred and grief, you've slaughtered
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I've seen you in your darkest hour
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I know you as myself
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But is there really a life for me...
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Via dolorosa, memento mori
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In you I've found my nothing
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in you I can't hide my pain
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in you my love has gone
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in you I've kept my cold
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Captor of sin, you've stolen my past
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via dolorosa
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I've wasted my life for you
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My hate you create
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My blood is water
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my life means nothing
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my warmth has vanished
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Via Dolorosa
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| Antestor |
