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Walking through the thorns

We’re doomed to saber and go on

Bleeding and mentally deranged

Exposed to cruelty forever.

Summon the most disturbed

The path from the thorns to silence

It is in his eyes

There is our flight in the fiery rain.

The glory of holy baptism is beheaded

Hypocrisy is the butcher

If you can not help us out

Better stay away

You can not choose when you’ll be born

But you can choose when to die.
Walking through the thorns

We’re doomed to saber and go on

Bleeding and mentally deranged

Exposed to cruelty forever.

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