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Condition tomorrow
With visions inlaid
The priest stands to our right
A princess is mine

The regress of some minds
Further chase the prize
Pretentious you follow
Religion is mine

Anger precedes my footsteps
Haunting past comes into head
Horizon seems so far away
This life close to end of days

Kill and I will be damned
Forgive and I will be free

Unify the eyesight
Grow
Condition tomorrow   With visions inlaid   The priest stands to our right   A princess is mine      The regress of some minds   Further chase the prize   Pretentious you follow   Religion is mine      Anger precedes my footsteps   Haunting past comes into head   Horizon seems so far away   This life close to end of days      Kill and I will be damned   Forgive and I will be free      Unify the eyesight   Grow