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Every time I think of you
It's unbearable to get through
All the misery and pain they call life

But it's amazing how this bitter end
Is my resurrection
Without this fucking whore to walk the face of earth
_

Fly, Ikaros, fly
Shape your wings into a fist in the face of the sky
Fly, Ikaros, fly
There is no turning back
You live or you die
_ _

IF THIS IS ALL THERE IS
IF THERE IS NOTHING
BUT THE PAIN AND FEAR AND SILENCE
INSIDE OF ME

I'LL LET THE FIRE COME
TO BURN AWAY WHAT'S LEFT OF MY HEART
AS WE ONCE AND FOR ALL
TEAR US APART
_ _ _

The non-believer shall be justified
As victory is mine
On your knees before the new millennium antichrist

So, baby
Strip down to the bone
And face the fact that you're alone
I'll make the world see only sinners rot in hell

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