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Give up your life
 Suffer for my
 Twisted vision
 You've not earned joy
 Force a gazing
 To my blistered eye
 Don't look away
 Until those tears run dry
 I cut my mind from your head
 You'll always wait I'll come and
 Go as your ghost, I'll set the
 Walls, on fire, burn!
 From the inside, and now create the carcasses
 Of your future, living bodies, they'll only be two
 Crack my sternum
 Merge out from my skin
 Kept in a jar
 Left to rot in your sight
 The loving figures are placed far away in a memory
 The reversal of a child's aspirations
 He could feel the sun pouring into his dreams
 The past is all that's left, every second takes me back
 Liquid numbers dance behind my pupils
 I stop to breathe and to see
 Crushing silence
 Round all that I see
 Vibrate the air
 And watch the image fall
 Liquid numbers dance behind my pupils
 I stop to breathe and to see
 Give up your life
 Suffer for my
 Twisted vision