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my time is coming to a close
a fear of death that slowly grows
I'm being held captive by the truth that no one knows
it's clear to me
my destiny
slows to bring a sense of false security

strap me in hit the lights
this world will soon be out of sight
I brace myself and fade into the cold black night
this terror pulsing through my veins
a shot that I can't help retain

so it's come to this
I cannot see
why I must be
the victim of anamosity
I'm breaking down
I'm wearing thin
I pray that death will bring the light within

And soon your ignorance is bold
a shot your conscience can behold
there's no way to prepare for the things that will unfold
you'll lose it all
and soon recall
seeking redemption with your back against the wall


fight the pain and deny
your hate still fuels this homocide
you try and cover up you anamoty inside
fight the power that you crave
but your hate lies beyond the grave

so it's come to this
I cannot see
why I must be
the victim of anamosity
I'm breaking down
I'm wearing thin
I pray that death will bring the light within