Amnesiac

Deathember

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    Clocks, the only way to keep track of myself
    Tracing the actions, one by one
    This urge will never rest
    Revert back to your original persona

    I seem to recall; possessing abilities
    Worth nothing to a god but in my desire
    My peers would fear their graves
    Perplexed by the sight of this face

    Now the only persisting trails are the ones that have been scattered
    I attempt to pursue, but it's a hopeless matter
    The stakes are high this time
    I will not be their drudge, I will not align

    Can't grasp what seems so close
    Resolution is as distant as before
    But I'll be damned if I won't succeed
    It has been written, and so it shall be

    And as the world turns hostile, that's when I find strength
    And as condition's harshen, my senses sharpen
    And as society looks at me in disgust
    That's utopia, it's my only wish

    They call me misfit, a seer with a twisted vision
    I am not to decide, but if you believe them
    Then open those weary eyes
    And tell me what it's like on that other side

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    Can't grasp what seems so close
    Resolution's not as distant as before, ‘cause
    There comes a time when you grow tired of despicable lies
    A limit; to which you can put up with this

    Ignorance for terrestrial things
    This regression that you all misconceive
    My patience has withered now
    And I will leave no stone unturned

    Why won't you see I did right from the start
    My deeds; impeccable, a god damn work of art
    But still I heard (still I heard) all these words (all these words):
    Trust not what the amnesiac claims

    And as the world turns hostile, that's when I find strength
    And as condition's harshen, my senses sharpen
    And as society looks at me disgust
    That's utopia for me

    With this ignorance, for terrestrial things
    This regression, that you all misconceive
    My acceptance has withered now
    And mark my words, I’ll find you all

    Why won't you see I did right from the start
    My deeds; impeccable, a god damn work of art
    But still I heard (still I heard) all these words (all these words):
    Trust not what the amnesiac will claim

    Trust not what the amnesiac claims (x6)

    Trust not (x4)

    Trust not what the amnesiac claims

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