I dreamed the coward of injustice is my call
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Luck is the future to save a little savage
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No pitiable cries to feel obsession
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Of the war, I jar with myself
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Screaming pain
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Screaming pain of hate
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Within me
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On this hollow sand
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The net of a creeping life has done the damage
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Figures on my sight have fallen down
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I use the power to suffocate the minds
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No beaten ends till I cut off the light
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Screaming pain
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Screaming pain of hate
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Within me
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On this hollow sand
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Scar in the head
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Is too deep to whip away
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Scar in the head
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Is too deep to whip away
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Blowing wind the blood of my justness
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Blind sorrow has my honoured fate
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Behind that locks of complicated cell
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Bodies float and circulate my moves
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Screaming pain
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Screaming pain of hate
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Within me
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On this hollow sand
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Scar in the head
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Is too deep to whip away
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Scar in the head
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Is too deep to whip away
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Screaming pain
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Screaming pain of hate
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Within me
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On this hollow sand
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Scar in the head
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Is too deep to whip away
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Scar in the head
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Is too deep to whip away
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Scar In The Head
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| Am I Blood |
