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<The Scaffold Scenario>
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Could I predict the storm
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When constellations reach their final form
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Two steps away from death I feel forlorn
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As cold as stone in this world I was born
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One step short of demise
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Fear grows stronger than one thousand eyes
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Staring at my destiny
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But when it comes to leaving
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I seek competence from gods
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And the journey to hell
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Is bound to end with a flow of blood
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I welcome their shining, cold steel
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To cut me so deep that my sins are forgiven
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And salvation time would break free
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Thus witness their will now come true
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And anger distorted their long lost caresses
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Of lives that I ended so cruel
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Sink in the eyes again...
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Sink in the eyes again
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Fear strikes in lion's den
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One wicked smile can win
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Unleash the beast within
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One step short of demise
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Fear grows stronger than one thousand eyes
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Staring at my destiny
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But when it comes to leaving
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I seek competence from gods
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And the journey to hell
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Is bound to end with a flow of blood
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The Scaffold Scenario
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| Throne of Chaos |
