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The sweet taste of self destruction
Waves of purity wash away the memories
I keep on falling off
I keep on falling off
The agents of change will dissolve
Into the fabric of our very existence
I keep on falling off of this straight
and narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind
Giver of life
Destroyer of senses
I INVOKE!
The sweet taste of self destruction
Waves of purity wash away the memories
I keep on falling off of this straight
and narrow line
The calm embrace of a sedated mind