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sat on a demigods pedestal
Once principled within mind, where mercy has no remit now Doctrine, a figment of your own voice
where mercy has no remit now
we might have want to spread the shame
how it feeds the mind
A shadow of your former self, where mercy has no remit now, i gave away my soul so cheap
I resign myself to living sleep, i started with the principles in full Doctrine, we might have want to spread the shame
We force on those who want the same, we might have want to spread the shame Demigod, it force fed the irrational
a ghost of your own choice
I resign myself to living sleep, i resign myself to living sleep, i resign myself to living sleep
A shadow of your former self, a shadow of your former self
I gave away my soul so cheap, i resign myself to living sleep
How it feeds the mind, we force on those who want the same, how easily it feeds the mind
Sat on a demigods pedestal, now i have the doctrine
A ghost of your own choice, it force fed the irrational, so bleak and simple
We force on those who want the same, now i have the doctrine Demigod, folklore turns my thought so sour
It force fed the irrational, a figment of your own voice, how easily it feeds the mind
A ghost of your own choice, a figment of your own voice
sat on a demigods pedestal
a bitter string of lies
Where mercy has no remit now, i resign myself to living sleep
I started with the principles in full, how easily it feeds the mind
How it feeds the mind, we might have want to spread the shame
A ghost of your own choice, sat on a demigods pedestal Doctrine, we force on those who want the same
How easily it feeds the mind, we force on those who want the same, a figment of your own voice
sat on a demigods pedestal
To public doctrine of the time, so bleak and simple, we force on those who want the same
it force fed the irrational
sat on a demigods pedestal
A ghost of your own choice, to public doctrine of the time, to public doctrine of the time
Folklore turns my thought so sour, a figment of your own voice
It force fed the irrational, how easily it feeds the mind, where mercy has no remit now
We force on those who want the same, now i have the doctrine Doctrine, how easily it feeds the mind
A figment of your own voice, so bleak and simple
now i have the doctrine
A bitter string of lies, a figment of your own voice
we might have want to spread the shame
Once principled within mind, a ghost of your own choice
To public doctrine of the time, we force on those who want the same
I started with the principles in full, we force on those who want the same