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Gazing In The Mirror At What I've Become
A Beautiful Flower Of Demonic Blossom
My Hands Are Stained The Darkest Red
Eternally Dyed From Violent Bloodshed
Eyes A Serpents Watchful Gaze
And Inside A Fire Was Ablaze
Asking What Will I Become Now
I Know I Have To Escape Somehow
(Bring The Rain)Step Outside Where The Clouds Can See
Lift Your Palms To The Sky Seen Bloody
Shards Of Rain Will Break From The Skies
And Wash Away The Blood And Your Cries
(Bring The Rain)What You Have Become Will Be No More
You Have Found Salvation In The Downpour
Now Fall To Your Scraped And Skinned Knees
And Let The Rain Wash Away The Disease
Bring The Rain!
Returning Home With A Sound Mentality
Soul Cleansed With New Found Beauty
Now I Return To This World Once More
To See What Else In Me They Will Abhor
[(Bring The Rain) Step Outside Where The Clouds Can See
Lift Your Palms To The Sky Seen Bloody
Shards Of Rain Will Break From The Skies
And Wash Away The Blood And Your Cries
(Bring The Rain) What You Have Become Will Be No More
You Have Found Salvation In The Downpour
Now Fall To Your Scraped And Skinned Knees
And Let The Rain Wash Away The Disease] x2
Bring The Rain!
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