We forge our lives in the fire of lies
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With the hammer of falseness on the anvil of disguise
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Cruelty is our blade, irony our shield
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We cover ourselves in an armor of cynism
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This state already lasts too long
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The armies of falseness still grow
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I'm not the only one to know
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There's no saviour to come
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We have arrived in an epoch of unlight
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Where saints are made of sin
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Decay of moral, the old ideal's perversion
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The age of mental darkness is to be here
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One day I was to find out
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You already were one of them
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A victim of you own illusion
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Without a trait of your own
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I lost myself in a hole of depression
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Asked myself how I could be so wrong
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But there was no answer
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And nobody would ever know
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What is it that makes mankind walk this way
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Say "truth is not my confession"
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"there's no right and there's no wrong"
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We're consuming our own decay
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This state already lasts too long
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The armies of falseness still grow
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I'm not the only one to know
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There's no saviour to come
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We have arrived in an epoch of unlight
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Where saints are made of sin
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Decay of moral, the old ideal's perversion
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The age of mental darkness is to be here
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Epoch Of Unlight
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Xordeal |