All sanity's doom awaits beyond the given
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And in the order of the sign of sin
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You fall as the one misled
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From where I stand, I can't see your reality
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But you can see mine, in death and in blood
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To not stand the ground you walk on
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Means you have nothing to tread
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A dawn praising the unholy three
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Dead souls still cry and plea for sympathy
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Their insecurity through loss of their purity
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Makes them ours to burn
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In a time before the hours of death
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You close your eyes in lack of faith
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A soul torn apart
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Empty eyes betrayed by frail hope
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As ignorance suffers from defeat
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A malign star is cut into the face of mankind
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To not stand the ground you walk on
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Means you have nothing to tread
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Unpure malice triumph reflects their misery
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One by one they fall in the end
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To where all that's pure and human falls...
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Through winds of storming fire
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Into deep black halls...
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Into Deep Black Halls
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| Pest |
