Passion stains the godless taste
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The human eye now raped and dazed
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Our marks of shame soon worn away
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The spider's trapped in a web of clay
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Naked in the desert of delight
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Banish the throughts into the night
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Scarecrow servant of demise
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Parting the honey from the flies
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What's in the veins is what to keep
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Still the floods of raptures sound asleep
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Visions fade and die at ease
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Inferior slaves are ours to please
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The last of shadows shapes the end
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From mountains high it all descends
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One single dagger unleash the doom
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Creation falls in my closed room
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Scarecrow
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