Mournful vultures
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Lay us down to sleep
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Dark is light when you choose to see
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Night hides well but no everything
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Time is the essence of truth we're told
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Yet truth is not what I've ever heard
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Spread infection through fear
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Quarantined mind breeds the hate
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This is their map of corruption
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Deconstructing the human race
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We walk through these lands infected
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But we are immune
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Time is ripe, ripe for death
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Weep fast and pray
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[Chorus: x2]
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Rumors like fleas
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Spread this disease
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Our minds are impaled
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In sickness we prevail
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Dark is light when you choose to see
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Night hides well but not everything
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Time is the essence of truth I'm told
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Yet truth is not what I've ever heard
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We walk through these lands infected
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But we are immune
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Time is ripe, ripe for death
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Weep fast and pray
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[Chorus x2]
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In Sickness
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