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It's time for amputation
Can you handle the loss?
It's cut with cold precision
In the sign of the cross
I feel silent warfare
Do you feel the same?
Then let me lead you nowhere
By the light of the flame
We dance on the edge of the world
To sound of broken glass
Re-live our past mistakes
As we acquiesce
To hell with the weight of the world
It all comes tumbling down
We live like rats and snakes
In this killing ground
You have you apparitions
Wherever you hide
A slave to your submission
So take it inside
This life is subdivision
And fallacy
We live with our decision
To wish it away
We dance on the edge of the world
To sound of broken glass
Relive our past mistakes
As we acquiesce
To hell with the weight of the world
It all comes tumbling down
We live like rats and snakes
In this killing ground
Killing ground
We are possessed by this emptiness
Forever regressing as we acquiesce
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