Hide the torch of redemption. It's time for a clean destruction. Smothered by your innocence.
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Put them up. I'll wipe em out.
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In these eyes I behold your every move.
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In these hands I can see what you've done.
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Stuck in beliefs. Stuck in fears. Stuck in beliefs.
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Licking up what's to be remembered.
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In rains of fire I'm walking to the holy land.
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In days of sin I'll bury those thought in sand.
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To Be Remembered
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| Cult Of Luna |
