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Under The Flood In Vain

your eyes? I've been holding back myself But I'm closer to the edge. Dusk approaches, I'm standing in the city light. Am I here in vain? Did

As cold as ice The satanist heart No vain strife To reach the goal The fullmoon shines within The temple of the mind As the way unfolds By its own ...

Welcome inside this coil, Mortal and proud, complicated gear, This diligent sweat smelt black toil, Barren and vain in it's petty fears Night comes down

amongst kids today Hustle krills, stack dough and every thing's okay It's the emancipation proclamation Under the self devised guidelines of self preservation and starvation It's the emancipation proclamation Under

light breaks on the horizon the ebbing on the flood finally out of the clutches pick myself up from mud the scales fallen from my eyes now dark clouds

light breaks on the horizon the ebbing on the flood finally out of the clutches pick myself up from mud the scales fallen from my eyes now dark clouds

stronger and A place where there's no sleepless nights Or Moonlit arches cover me These paintings and these statues stare Chastised and imprisoned here alone Under

: light breaks on the horizon the ebbing on the flood finally out of the clutches pick myself up from mud the scales fallen from my eyes now dark clouds