In this dark time of creation
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Paint these hours in black
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These moments only I know
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And curse my soul forever
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To scar me for what I have done
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Beyond all comprehension
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Of this paradox of creation
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The cries of millions pass my ears.
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Everything spirals downwards
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As it has always done
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It's so easy to live in darkness
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When it's all you've ever known
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Accepting a life void of hope
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They swim in a river of death
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Their pitiful souls know nothing
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But a sick and desparate past
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It all hurts so terribly
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That I can barely stand
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Who wants to see me like this?
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Wanting to forget myself
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And the choices I have made
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The damned look for a savior
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And search beyond their dreams
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To take existance for granted - and immortality
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Lost in the twisted delusions
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And impossible beliefs
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Of divine intervention
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To save them from themselves
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A speck of dust on the surface
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A single grain of sand
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Remnants of a sickening existance
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Swept away by my hand
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Compassion once a burden
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Tonight I'll let it lie
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Waiting to face the morning
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Knowing I watched them die.
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Solo - R. Kirk
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Solo - R. Daugherty
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Solo - R. Johnson
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Innocence forever gone
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Perversion reigns in this world
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Decaying parasite of life
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Destined forever to infest
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Do not reach for me in faith
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You'll be cut off at the hand
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I'm not your merciful savior
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I'm here to watch you die.
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The Rise Of Self
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| Dreamscapes Of The Perverse |
