Confessions
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I know you don't want to see. I know you're not part of me
But you wonder just the same. So I'll let you in on this game
What's on the top is just the beginning of the protectorate that keeps Gaia spinning
It never ends, and with the gifts Luna sends, to the apocalypse
on we defend for the right to live in a perfect world
For our past mistakes, extinction we are hurled
Trying to make amends for the Impergium, as Weaver and the Wyld and a bitch called the Wyrm

(You don't want to know)
All the power of the Wyld that runs through me, yet the reason why is an answer that eludes me

(You don't want to see)
Our viewpoint on what mankind is doing, that black inside when frenzy is brewing

(You don't want to feel)
The sorrow that my heart holds in knowing just where my hopes and dreams are going

(I won't let you be)
Caught up in a war that you are not part of. I sign this letter Your Father, With Love.

I'm trying to set my mind free. I'm sorry you never knew me.
My soul is in recession. Painful to make this confession.

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Some Feel
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Some feel I don't exist
Never believing in what they see
Some feel that I am not fair
I leave no time for repentance

Tearing the vail Mending the vail
Tearing the vail

Some feel I bare the mark of man
A misguided philosophy
Some feel I kill for fun
I kill for life!

I can't escape what Gaia's left for me / No more
I can't deny the lack of morality / No less
Need time to think need time to think
Need to spill blood so I can drink
Take whay they give take what they give
Some feel I'm dead yet still I live

They don't know I'm immortal
They don't know they're just cattle
They don't know I'm eternal

Eternal

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Killers Are Quiet
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Cycle of life and death supposedly
goes 'round and 'round yet it stops with me
Glorious hunter of my faith I have sinned
Killers are quiet like the the breath of the wind

Filling the shadows with forms of my own
Raised by kindred of Get I was born
Abomination world in disarray
Killers are quiet when they seek the vitae

Reflection beckons a portal shard
Spiritual quest I must stay in guard
Stepping sideways betweens worlds I shift
Killers are quiet when they are born with the gift

Beautiful Anguish cast out by my race
Now one that's Ageless I save my own face
I write my own laws with Death I break bread
Killers are quiet when they come from my head

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