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Time is not a friend of mine,
It forces me to wait.
For symbols of reality,
Inscriptions of my faith.
I can hear the laughter now,
The universal joke.
That must be insecurity,
Uncertainly I spoke.

Walk with me, my children,
Walk into the sea.
I can give no reason,
For you to follow me.
I come without conscience,
And I don't have a name.
Those crazy little voices,
Talk to me and say ...
They say ...

Bring me the rage ... the rage.
Bring me the rage ... the rage.

Made you slip on why the rage,
Is it too dark to see?
The mental bars of fearful thoughts,
And darkened sanity.
Keep in mind that knotted heart,
For feelings can betray.
What little hope you demonstrate,
As opposed to what you say.

Walk with me, my children,
Walk into the sea.
I can give no reason,
For you to follow me.
I come without conscience,
And I don't have a name.
Those crazy little voices,
Talk to me and say ...
They say ...

Bring me the ...

Walk with me, my children,
Walk into the sea.
I can give no reason,
For you to follow me.
I come without conscience,
And I don't have a name.
Those crazy little voices,
Talk to me and say ...
They say ...

Bring me the rage ... the rage.
Bring me the rage ... the rage.

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