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Liquid is in your throat
For hopeless delight
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After all you fell in love with death
Life has aborted
All you've had and all you became
The night is calling, you pray forth
A barren waste is your land
Crops they were sown to
Die
The skin is a mirror
The eyes hollow with ignorance
Health runs from your lips
Sucked in and safe from the world of sleep
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All years caring for a liar
Benefit road is winding higher
You're a moth too close to the fire
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You are stuck in a route of confusion
Changing and waiting and seeking the truth of it all
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Fleeing in sorrows
Pushing your spirit away
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Sick of the weakness of the psyche
Whisper from the heart of evil
Luring them all into despair
Resenting the goods of a savior
Cries out
Restless will also
Die
A selection culled from the damned
Drawing a lifeline of one
A friend died in your room
And sought the birth of a follower
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Oh
Oh, brother!
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You're a killer
And you target yourself
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I wish you'd never come back
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For us to see
The beckoning end
(Solo)
And the pride of the mother
Drawn close in a mother's son
And the love from a father
Was used by a father's son
Ah
And the pride of the mother
Drawn close in a mother's son
And the love from a father
Was used by a father's son
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Ah
Overheard us talking
In a smoke of lost hope
The language of a parting
So clear and so true
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Overheard us talking
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