Follow the Crossed Line

Would there be a sign to save me from my sins?
 Can you find the will to fake a bitter grin?
 Eyes wide shut and I'm sinking in too deep
 'Cause I'm stigmatized by all the lesser human beings
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 Empty shells rising – no disgrace, no remorse
 Absently intruding – into thought, into mind
 Faith is the fuel for your survival
 You are condemned to their mockery
 Giving purpose to the deceased
 Forgiveness I shall grant
 In your defense you must...
 Repent! (Repent!)
 Follow the crossed line, follow
 When all senses will transform to logic
 Mass consumption of the thirst for power
 This illusionary key's my ticket
 To a simulated freedom
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 A reflection greatly outlived
 Seek permission for desires within
 Blindly trailing towards the path prescribed
 Your free will equals misconception
 Bound in chains, never cease to deny
 Wicked presence alluringly divine
 Fall to make peace with your ill defeat
 Stand tall and claim for amnesty
 When all senses will transform to logic
 Mass consumption of the thirst for power
 This illusionary key's my ticket
 To a simulated freedom
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 In the name of the temple, you rise and fall
 Burn the savior to honor the scribes
 Silence! Mass has begun, originality shunned by religion
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 Faith is the fuel for your survival