To feel as emotions die
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To see when the dark deceits your eyes
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The create though creativity fails
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To eliminate when the cry for mercy prevails
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And the earth is ours, it's the emperors touch
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We are the ones, the material gods
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Love conquers all, still we underestimate
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The embedded instincts that forever lie awake
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Relentless when corroding the ties that bind
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A slaved soul within a free state of mind
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Domination, rationalistic philosophy
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Is the direction of tragedy
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I think therefor I am
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But in heart as animal we still stand
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Stimulate hate with a temper
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That shadows the surface anger
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The Surface Anger
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| Autumn Leaves |
