Leeches behold you bleed our daylight faces
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Bastard screams puncture my thundernight
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A sickle smile crafting words with a firetongue
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My sanity is cast to the worms
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And it's over before it's under (The creation of nothingness)
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They beckon you with a siren's call
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Hedon heralds of the downward spiral
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Point me to the sky, let me know
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Directions in which I should go
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Now's the time, read the signs, follow and prepare new adventures for the
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mind
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Until the echoes of the stormbreed have gone
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You know your time is wasted, be honest with me
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I'll take what's mine, give it back to me
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Piece of mind, tranquility
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My ears don't listen, they're so full of soil
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In this peaceful prison, what's become of my life
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(Point me to the sky,) let me know
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Directions in which I should go
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Now's the time, read the signs, follow and prepare new adventures for the mind
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Until the echoes of the stormbreed have gone
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Compass
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| Beyond The Embrace |
