What blind eyes see, a fake reality
Awakened from another killing spree
What blind eyes see, a fake reality
Awakened from another killing spree
Your path to hell is led with grave intentions
You're selfish in your ways without redemption
Detached from what is real, a vague existence
Unhallowed fall from grace, a frail man broken
Can't you see what you've become
Can't repair your mangled world
What blind eyes see, a fake reality
Awakened from another killing spree
Living out your last days, the mind of the insane
You pull the trigger yet, you never take the blame
Compelled by your sick rage, the flood gates open
And much to your dismay, you are forgotten
Can't you see what you've become
Can't repair your mangled world
What blind eyes see, a fake reality
Awakened from another killing spree
What blind eyes see, a fake reality
Awakened from another killing spree
Can't we see what we've become
What blind eyes see, a fake reality
Awakened from another killing spree
What blind eyes see, a fake reality
Awakened from another killing spree
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