What did you give
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Give to the man
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Mind that can only fell'n'suffer
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Heart made with
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With daub smiles
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Meaningless words
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And bottomless torment.
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What did you give to the man
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when he with bowed head
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With storm of feelings'n'passions
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Dives in the whirl of existence.
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Is it not to much?
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Can we stand that whatt a grace is?
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On the rough wave
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Of the seeming might
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Full of the pride
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Cruel words as the weapon.
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When one blow
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One blow changes
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mighty'n'rapid river
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In the slime of the swamp.
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When the end of
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Dream 'bout life
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Is so fast
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Fast like cu of knife.
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When hedies like an animal
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With hate'n'fear in his eyes
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He'll tear you heart out if
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That will give him his life back.
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Pray for all the sins that you have faked
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With your lips
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Full of the sand from the river of truth
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That's the cynical worship
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Cogs of the brain of the life
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Loosin' control
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Be aware or you'll be just the clown.
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Cruel
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| Cemetery Of Scream |
