Weak Child
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Cries Never Heard
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Deep Pain
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The Kind That's Easily Ignored
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Can¡¯t get my thoughts across to tell you
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Torture intensifying inside
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Dense liquid pain fills my prison cell
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This overflow¡¯s my personal hell
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Institutions
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Forever Haunting
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As the sword thrusts through my chest
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I direct, inject for pleasure
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Don¡¯t know why self immolation
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Tempts me, it¡¯s something I can¡¯t explain
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As I step out to the edge
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This overflow¡¯s up to my head
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The dark comes dressed
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In a lavish winter gown
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Laced with the rays of the sun
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Shined with the glaze of the moon
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Taketh hand in hand
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Escort the fluid to your land
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My pleasure awaits temporary escape
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My cell will fill once again
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But until then
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Overflow
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| Razed in Black |
