The drip, drip, drip of blood drains me, I feel cold.
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My eyes turn inside out and I can see the inside of my soul.
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My old, torn hand points in the air.
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I still feel I'm aiming for you.
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Out of reach, I somehow fly above.
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Behind my closed eyes I see, I see the world beyond,
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where I can feel your pain, where I can taste your pain.
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Attack!
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The greatest gift, the lie untold, the past calls.
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The sign was there, now I know, the lie was I.
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Behind my closed eyes I see, I see the world beyond,
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where I can feel your pain, where I can taste your pain,
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where I take my place in the hall of tortured souls.
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My number has been picked. Stand tall and strong.
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As I walk through the tormentors mind I leave my hell behind.
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Feel world beyond, taste world beyond.
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World Beyond
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| Chastisement |
