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Lost, what you hold most dear
A sense of self,
a knowledge of purity.
What makes up your being?
Shell, of your former self
Blending in with the masses.
No remorse.
What makes up your being?
Judging others
Scolding the weak
Breeding hatred
Preaching ignorance
Judging others
Scolding the weak
Breeding hatred
Preaching ignorance
Lost, what you hold most dear
A sense of self,
a knowledge of purity.
What makes up your being?
Shell, of your former self
Blending in with the masses.
No remorse.
What makes up your being?
Preconceived assumptions,
misguided, unjust and
ungrounded.
Preconceived assumptions,
misguided, unjust and
ungrounded.
Suspended in time
is the safest place for us.
Can you see what you've become?
Tearing the fabric of man
Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall, Fall. Began the fall of man.
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