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    Stoking the flames, fanning the fire
    Each day we're closer to feeding the pyre

    I serve death
    When all is said and done
    I serve death

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    Otherworldly streaming thoughts
    Like a river through my mind
    Conscious action's all it takes
    Chanting repetitious thought
    Psyching driving in my head
    Piercing through my mental state

    Fearing the outcome of fate
    Empowered by feelings of hate
    Never a war has been won
    A spiral of shame has begun
    The higher we get down we sink
    The time's not to feel it's to think

    In the pyre we gather up and feed the fire
    In the flame we're closing in to feel the pain

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    Composition: Joel Grind

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