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Here, A martyr prayed to the gods of his executioner As we, like dust, are confined to the fates of our former selves And I'll watch As you flaunt your flawed perfections But there's no need To mask these perfect flaws I PROMISE YOU'LL FEEL AT HOME, SO FOLLOW ME TO REALITY The cough exacerbates While the hemorrhages subside We're reaching; We're siezing It's not pain that breaks me. Go ahead! Spill your guts to the mirror, to your reflection. But there aren't enough organs to your system to lead a double life. Is this who you're fooling? ...meeting eyes with Destiny. If you, by chance, take that glance, Will you like what you see? Letras de cancionesJust quench your hate on me. Cause I've resigned myself to He And none who love themselves too much to see They're not the deity they claim to be I see this premeditated Not quite enough to be convinced Still, He'll bring this to fruition Still, all too much for coincidence Somehow I knew it'd come to this In this state of heightened reflex We're here to let our lives be lead Therefore, purge this sin from your chest! I PROMISE YOU'LL FEEL AT HOME, SO FOLLOW ME TO REALITY It's moments like these... That break who you were, and shape who you'll be Just find something greater and cling for dear life Life is just that, make it count, son! From Letras Mania