Born upon angelic dirt
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we crawl from filth to rise
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Speak my name for the sake of life
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For this creed will slowly turn
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Light escapes this shell of mine
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The pale haunt departure
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A dying wish to rise again
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And leave behind a scarecrows fate
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Only those who have suffered long
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Can find the light within the shadows
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A first hand trial of mislead hope
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For this is the day of our wake
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Light escapes this shell of mine
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The pale haunt departure
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A dying wish to rise again
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And leave behind a scarecrows fate
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So I rise above to look below
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and see the shedding coil
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The ascension process to reunite
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my passion for life through pain
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Your trust in faith
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Light escapes this shell of mine
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The pale haunt departure
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A dying wish to rise again
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And leave behind a scarecrows fate
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The Pale Haunt Departure
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Novembers Doom |