In the aftermath of another escape from reality
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Exhausted you lay, circled by nothingness
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You sank so deep... lacking the strength to surface again
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Miracles and revelations, or just hallusinations?
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God tends to speak only at the moments of weakness
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As ruins are easier to conquer
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Guilt batters with a killer's fist
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Forcing you to confess your supposed sins
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Hoping for heaven, afraid of hell
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You sealed your decay with a shallow prayer
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How real can this revival be
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When it's merely compensating your low self-esteem?
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Life-long submission seems to be the price of faith
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So, will the bleeding hearts give more than they take?
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Drifting with the winds out at the sea of deceit
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The fear of god is all you have
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No sign of the promised salvation
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An addict to punishment and restrain
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Paints horns and feathers within the same frames
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Helped up from the pit
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And thrown down into a deeper one
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Horns And Feathers
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Alghazanth |