[K. Vanderhoof]
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Rituals are carried out for reasons quite unknown
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The fact remains you have no mind to call your own
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Condoned by a bible I have written for myself
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No duplicates, there's only one inside my shelf
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The spell can't be broken
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You all have been chosen
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You're dying for me
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Demoralized servant to my every need
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A system of tyranny rages uncontrolled
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One day soon you'll find it now controls your soul
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Nothing's changed for many years, your dreams are run with rats
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They won't hesitate to rip the shirt off your back
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The spell can't be broken
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You all have been chosen
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You're dying for me
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Demoralized servant to my every need
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What will you do when your future unfolds?
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Life as you've known it, you'll be much too old
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Days of your youth were all spent in defense
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Memories are painful, the thoughts you resent
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I know I was meant for much better things
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No time to sleep, so I've lost all my dreams
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Look forward to nothing, look back at the same
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I'll spend my life here and deal with the pain
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The choice has been made, you all will be slaves
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Unreasonable power
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I mock at the suffering and grow strong by the hour
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Hatred grows among the ones destined to be slaves
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But only life itself can lead you to your grave
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Lost in thoughts of what you're told to do for someone else
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I don't think you're superior, you're making my life hell
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The spell can't be broken
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You all have been chosen
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You're dying for me
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Demoralized servant to my every need
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The Spell Can't Be Broken
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