[lyrics: Lee, music: Turner]
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I'm imprisoned with the entire world, I'm insane
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Enslaved to suffer your madness
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Torn is my mind, destined to magnify all my hate
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I am meant to rise above you
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Fooled will be your entire purpose to stop me
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I will defy all your kind
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You have no idea what's aiming for your heart
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I shall bathe in all your blood
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I shall rise before you, look in your eyes, tear off your limbs
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Peel off the flesh that I loath
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Rapturous are your screams, I gain pleasure,
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Erase my pain through the spilling of your blood
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I will not be stopped, nothing will quench my rage
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for your horrid ways
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To control all my thoughts, my very action
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Dictated by your laws, enforced by your greed
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Strengthened now to become my only purpose
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To cut your throat and tear out your ruling voice
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Your voice of resentment for all that we are
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Soon our voices will ring loud through all the world
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Resonate our hatred to deafen your rule
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Senseless, in schock, you fall flat on your faces
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Your carcases are swarmed, soon to disappear
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We are rising to defy you, I'm amassing acrimony
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Our fierce anger brings you danger
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Unknown wrath brought to you
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Schocked, in fear, your whole realm is reduced to ruins
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I'm coming for you, you cannot hide
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I'm going to kill you and all that you are
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Run away from me, I will catch you
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Time is on my side, your time is up
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Bold insurrection
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Now we will choose what our lives will be
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You'll never see...
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Questioning my existence, I have feared for my life
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Devastating were your answers, my fear turned to despair
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Unrelenting deprivation, weakened to submission
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No more reasons for survival, when you're dead, you'll know I won!
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I will kill you, rip out your tongue motherfucker!
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I'm coming for you, no point to run
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Face what you deserve, torture, torment
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I show compassion through your murder
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I save all the world now that you're dead
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A new dawn will rise, free of sickness
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Free of all your lies and suppression
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Now that you're in my grasp
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My hand around your unbroken neck, soon to be snapped
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I cannot be stopped, I will not cease until you're pulp at my feet
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No resemblance of what your being once was
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Crush all your bones, splinters fly forth in all ways
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Your remains, a trophy to display for my,
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scornful amusement
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I pray that your kind will never appear here while I am alive
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I'll see you're all destroyed, end your oppression
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Atone in your ashes, scattered upon lands
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Buried by your thoughtless hatred of our kind
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No chance to regain your hopeless and dead world
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Yuo cannot survive!!
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Insurrection
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