Slowly slicing foward, into the flesh.
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Incentive ways to enter the night.
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Reality turns it back on you,
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A chance to get through.
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Burning, brighter than the sun,
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Searching, to summon the suspicion.
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It's getting harder to see,
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Searching, for the killing ignition,
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To fulfill what you need.
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So, is it time to let it go?
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All the pain that you have owned?
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Unleash the crimson rebellion,
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You'll never see, what I can see.
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So, is it time to let it go,
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All the pain that you have owned?
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Revoke the burning ambition,
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As you dispise reality.
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The enemy's sleeping slient, in your head.
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He's not there to get you through.
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Of all the bastards that ever intended to make you lose,
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This is the one you can't fool.
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Killed By Ignition
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| Soilwork |
