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Paradise Lost
DYING FREEDOM
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DYING FREEDOM,
Paradise Lost
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As a withered hand grips right through fear
the cold caressing rains
the reaping arms of silence, evolve for us to see
Overruled by a lack of paitence, it's untold
that's the secret that has mad it
Constructive powers flow desire
the last intense degree
scratching at the surface, for all of us to hear
Gatrher around, the secrets that you know
and the speech that makes blood flow
blame desire, you'll blame revenge
Standing at the solemn shores
where blessed fools are born
happiness is wasted, waster blood and tears
Re-abuse infiltration, it's untold
raping life from other nations
The ritual explosive fires
rewarding enemies
shells of empty faces, crying to be free
Dying free, the spirits gather round
while the soul lays underground
will the voices call again?
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As a withered hand grips right through fear the cold caressing rains the reaping arms of silence, evolve for us to see Overruled by a lack of paitence, it's untold that's the secret that has mad it Constructive powers flow desire the last intense degree scratching at the surface, for all of us to hear Gatrher around, the secrets that you know and the speech that makes blood flow blame desire, you'll blame revenge Standing at the solemn shores where blessed fools are born happiness is wasted, waster blood and tears Re-abuse infiltration, it's untold raping life from other nations The ritual explosive fires rewarding enemies shells of empty faces, crying to be free Dying free, the spirits gather round while the soul lays underground will the voices call again?
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