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Confusion of life.

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Life is but a mystery
It can't help but cause misery
Tear limb from limb
Who knows where life has been
Books illustrate what we already know
Candles cry towards the sky
In our hearts only one question, why?
It roars through your eye
Millions and millions to their knees and cry
The grip is tough to pry
Come help me deny
Softly it speaks to the plee
Mercy's all that you need
Mercy's empty in me
To my knees I drop
I grab my voice as a prop
I say to the burden that laughs in my face
To challenge me you must be strong to destroy my race


- Black Lung