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By Sadus, So are you afraid of me?
Stand up for the things
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By Sadus, Loss of vision
Brain contusion
Sight and short of breath
Heartbeat pounding, Pulse
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By Sadus, Living high, no Life deniedA Game's your LifeEvery Time is
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By Sadus, Feasting on rancidnessNot seeing through the self-accusing liesAre hordes of
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By Sadus, I can't hear but all the screams - Coming down
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By Sadus, Eyes... persuade the MindEars... believe the LiesOne's own Society criesSuch
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By Sadus, All is consumed by vanityWhims of short lived mortalityOur desperate
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By Sadus, Torn between LifeDividing InsideDwelling on the LiesThey made to build
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By Sadus, Contemplating death, untimely nearIt's not your death developing your fearDeteriorating
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By Sadus, One lonely ManPicked despite his WillTo fight for his CountrySupposedly
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By Sadus, One way promise me - Hope I disagreeThey'll lie inherit
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By Sadus, Struck down in a flash of painKilled swiftly in its
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By Sadus, Victims will follow to their DeathShow no SorrowSteal their last
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By Sadus, Imaginative formationsTaking control of the fears I hideIntricate creationsTwisting and
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By Sadus, Oppressed by darkness in the mind, unleashed actionIllusions forming to
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By Sadus, Born in this world all alone - Can't even see
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By Sadus, You say you got a problemI say you want to
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By Sadus, Flash of lightBefore your eyesAll is deceasedVictimizedBy undecided crimesMaturing fateWasting
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By Sadus, What you breatheIs supposedlyExhausted cleanMachinesToxins riseThrough melting SkiesLife will dieMachinesWork
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By Sadus, Time... is wastingTime... is passingThe world... is going straight down
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By Sadus, You hide behind a mask too confused to show what's
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By Sadus, Mindless fools listenTo a brainwashing, false doctrineLive to obeyAs they
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By Sadus, Trust interprets power - Lies may deceiveBehind facial masks -
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By Sadus, Powers of hateAre directing your thoughtsAnd lead me to believeIn
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By Sadus, I can't wait to steal the StageTo quench my ThirstFor
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By Sadus, Taught and raised the ways of the new worldRight from
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By Sadus, Skilled Victims play their GamesA cause of violence for Fortune
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By Sadus, No weak ones - Life goes on - Here I
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By Sadus, Unknown SubstanceA putrid Cloud -Choking all within Results of Progress,A
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By Sadus, Living silence, hidden deepClouded vision, nothing seenArise above normalityOpen your