a remniscant heartbeat pounding faster
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each pulse a step closer to violent death
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say your prayers, then be taken
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not above but far below
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from the womb a bloody foetus
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as devil's soldiers or heaven's slaves
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the essence of the word forsaken
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is, alas, thy waiting fate
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there is no god or master
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that can take you away from here
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ever present fierce and frightening
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confronting us all or haunting our dreams
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my only hope is that it takes us with it
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and erases the memory of all that's redeemed
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humanitys fall is the price for creation
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developing backwards...back into black
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the chance is now to kill the enemy
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for he is what you see in the mirror's glass
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Humanity's Fall
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Grief Of Emerald |