A cauldron of cults leads the ambush of thoughts in
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My mind,
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Doctrines of demons that crawl in my eyes leave me
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Dancing blind,
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The passport of horrible manifestations and lies
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Inducing eruptions, disfiguring plains in its silent cries.
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The lust in the void is desolate and needing,
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The alienation is tenuous and breathing.
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Into the hunger circle a stranger awaits,
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Inside the hunger circle the heretic reigns.
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Into the hunger circle, into the altered states,
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The keeper of the killing streets
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Will wake up screaming crisis in his game.
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The perilous tide from the ominous side of the lines
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Is thriving, relentlessly transporting glassy-eyed
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Warning signs.
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The kinds of malice is sheer mutilation of love.
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The epidemic of flesh and convulsion is sickened
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Perversion above.
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A prayer for the dying, a kiss for the last.
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A tear for the crying, a hit for the cast.
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Into the hunger circle a stranger awaits,
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Inside the hunger circle the heretic reigns.
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Into the hunger circle, into the altered states,
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The keeper of the killing streets
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Will wake up screaming crisis in his game.
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The bleeding oppression of millions of victims is done.
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The wealthiest nation on earth must provide for its
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Waiting son.
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His arsenic is rising ...
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Come inside the genocide ride.
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Look what you've done to me,
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Look what you've done to my world.
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Here comes the flood to release me,
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Here comes the turn.
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Fighting the hunger circle, standing alone.
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Lighting the hunger circle, vision is shown.
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Dying, the hunger circle, die in the face of pain.
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The keeper of the killing streets is sleeping now,
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And dreaming of my name.
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The Hunger Circle
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Saviour Machine |