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By Psycroptic, Do you realize thatthe planet you are residing
has undergone millions
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By Psycroptic, Believing, proclaiming, wearing the crown - pinnacle of creation.
It fatalistic
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By Psycroptic, Uncontrollable addict...
On a downward spiral towards my mortal end: and
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By Psycroptic, We feed on lies while our mind fights
Our times promote
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By Psycroptic, Living underground, away from society
Never having to face your conformed
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By Psycroptic, There's a town somewhere inside someone's dreams
A place where nothing
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By Psycroptic, Erratically abducted with no method of selection.
Each time unique in
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By Psycroptic, Centuries ago in an ancient city,
a rich young man dwindled
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By Psycroptic, There's a story of a moment in time, many an
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By Psycroptic, Using universal time theories to ratify their religion.
These elite toil,
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By Psycroptic, In this world there's an unknown forest
deep within parts not
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By Psycroptic, They were watching...
Listening Ever patient awaiting the time.
For they knew
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By Psycroptic, Another un-replenishing slumber...
These dreams continue, bringing a contradictory message...
Slowly changing
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By Psycroptic, I am now complete...
How could I have possibly existed like
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By Psycroptic, waking in the morning, affected by your sleep,
your vision is
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By Psycroptic, Have you ever asked yourself what is the purpose of
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By Psycroptic, A virus unnoticed.
Now ingrained in us all For we are
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By Psycroptic, I watch as you thrash your heads, bowing to a
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By Psycroptic, Killing for the music and the music kills his pain-Psycroptipath
mentally
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By Psycroptic, Awakening to strange surroundings; the comforting hold of a panic
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By Psycroptic, Lying there, I give you thanks for your skin
Now yours
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By Psycroptic, Sleep....for....life
Fear shreds, your internal logistics system
You are just a pawn/fool,
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By Psycroptic, Darkened waters, lying before me, many secrets, that we cant
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By Psycroptic, Tumbling deep into a darkened nightmare
Unconsciously your soul lost in
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By Psycroptic, Far from this world lies a distant planet
System of seven,
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By Psycroptic, The winds they chill me, flowing from beyond the woods,
darkness
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By Psycroptic, Gasping for air, descending quickly down the harsh ravaged slope
(you)