I climbed the stairs of loneliness
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from where I saw a darker sky
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of images torn under fire
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and debris of the human race
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I realized the pain on earth
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the bitterness of our existence
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I forced myself to see some more
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fronted the horror
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of our inevitable extinction
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Mediocre beings
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without strong passions
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left in the mercy of altruistic
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fantasies
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refusing responsibility
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for shaping our destinies
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Displaying false sentimentality
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I see another version of my life
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the misconception of reality
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the way to sweet insanity
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As history repeats itself
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I won't fail to find my pieces
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your shape will fade in my memory
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but I 'll remember your many faces
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The images of our extinction
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will give me back the pleasures I 've once had
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the images of our extinction
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the way to sweet insanity
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Images Of Our Extinction
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| Exhumation |
