Degeneration tears your blackened eyes
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The final descent for the last in life
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No joy in our tired lives - the torment builds inside
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The sun sets forever on a world of lies
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World of lies
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World of lies
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Non-divine
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Release me
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Demonic vultures feed on your mind
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Disarmed of all your pride you die
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No life in our alien eyes - the blind lead the blind
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The sun sets forever on the non-divine
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World of lies
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World of lies
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Non-divine
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Release me
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Final psychotic eclipse
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Painted in the colours of war
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Final psychotic eclipse
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A world drenched in blood
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Degeneration tears your blackened eyes
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The final descent for the last in life
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No joy in our tired lives - the torment builds inside
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The sun sets forever on a world of lies
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World of lies
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World of lies
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Non-divine
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Release me
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"And it's his illusions about what
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constitutes the real world which are
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inhibiting him...
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His reality, his reason, his society
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...these are what must be destroyed"
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-Luke Rhinehart, "The Dice Man"
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Final psychotic eclipse
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Painted in the colours of war
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Final psychotic eclipse
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A world drenched in blood
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World Of Lies
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| At the Gates |
