| As a child
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| Monsters always haunted your panicked dreams
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| This time you’re the vampire
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| And though it’s cruel reality
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| You’re still trapped in a suffocating fantasy
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| Living out your most gruesome reverie
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| When will you let me wake you
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| From this painful dreaming
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| Don’t you realize you’re killing in your sleep
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| With claws of carelessness and fangs of apathy
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| Ripping holes in the flesh
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| Of the people you once esteemed
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| Just to smell the freshness
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| Of their final breaths and their blood
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| Yours went stale a long time ago
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| You’ll change your addiction
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| To appease your conviction
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| You’ve built quite the tolerance
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| For your previous obsession
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| But your new devotion
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| Requires some compassion
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| In the face of diversity
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| Your tolerance is lacking
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| Now you’ve indulged
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| Your feral temptations
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| You’ve awakened
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| And you say that you’ve had a vision of enlightenment
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| That you wish to be cleansed and saved
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| Wash yourself clean in a blessed stream
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| But there’s no such thing
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| And it’s never that easy
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| Innocence can’t be bought with a confession
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| You can’t just empty your sins into a pit of salvation
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| The guilt eats you just as you devoured your family
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| Why do you need a savior
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| When you could rescue yourself from the fear that drives your hate
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| You’ll change your addiction
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| To appease your conviction
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| You’ve built quite the tolerance
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| For your previous obsession
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| But your new devotion
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| Requires some compassion
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| In the face of diversity
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| Your tolerance is lacking
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| What did I do to deserve such silence
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| Such violence on your quest for self-destruction
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| You destroy us all as you feast on the last of your own blood
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| And taste the venom left behind
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| You consume my desiccated heart
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| And drain the consciousness from my mind
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| Take pity on me
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| Your devoted victim
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| Take pity on me
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| This sacrifice won’t set you free
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| Beware of the soul-saver
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| He’s not your friend
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| Why do you ask His forgiveness
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| I’m the one you’ve mistreated
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| Now ask yourself
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| Are you truly born again
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| Your pedestal reeks of death
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| A thick film of denial now coats your veins
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| There are hardly any left to penetrate
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| You had a life that refused to wait
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| For you to make another mistake
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| You’re bound to make another mistake |