[Music & Lyrics: Christopher B.W.]
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Take a look in your own self
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and see what's behind the voice
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The self-riddance you named after conscience
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now stands before you as a man.
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A sinful ensemble beneath a dried out skin
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maybe time will tell what I knew
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(from the very start)
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I strangled your inside,
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but now you're on your own.
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Sharpedge Solitude
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| Asgaroth |
