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In our eyes, we resemble Him.
In familiar skin, beasts portraying kin.
Bonded by our nature, banished to the pit.
What will become of the sickened souls denied?
Left to ourselves, with all this useful rage.
We the crimes against the flesh, spawned from a tainted image.
Secrets dwell within the blood, and what horrid truths they keep.
Lore defamed, soul unclaimed.
In our eyes, we resemble Him.
In familiar skin, beasts portraying kin.
What have we done?
Paradise devoured, no need to go far, to find deserved perdition.
Lore defamed, soul unclaimed.
Lore defamed, soul unclaimed.
“It was all the same thing. It was all the same dream. A dream inside a locked room. And like a lot of dreams, there's a monster at the end of it.”
Hell is almost Heaven.
Hell is almost Heaven.
Hell is almost Heaven.
Hell is almost Heaven.
Dream of being, being the dream.
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