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Why us this touch the last touch This touch won't break me... A Word to soft to be spoken Wrapped in a barbed wire and traveling amongst the charred fields of snow I have become wounded For the souls lost in this display of self rightous ideals Break for I'm the one who deserves this pain The innocent will find The innocent will find their place in heaven... This pain will not stop I now dispose of you... One by one their souls will take you over The pain of thousands your time has come to think that you have broken us down You have not The innocent are free now and you're condemned
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