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There is a tyrant within

Concealed by our skull

Constantly fixated

Duality in its distress

Here I face the voice, a voice that’s not my own

Am I alone?

Are we the same?

Confined by internal judgment

Were we always the same?

The obsession in this disrupted mind

On the edge of control has now come to reign

Inner turmoil

The absence of virtue is claimed by despair

The tyrant confined in my mind lures us to live life in rewind

A voice divided from inside

(We are one)

Push me over the edge so that we can collapse into it's depths

Never to engage what the world has

Never to engage the world inside this mind

The absence of virtue now claimed by despair

Gives way to this creation

Free me sever the voice of the tyrant

(There is a tyrant within)

Lures me deeper inside

Is this our end as I know it? Are we the same?

Mend the separation between control and submission

Here I face this voice that’s not my own

Are we the same?

Sever the voice from its source

Mute the relentless screams

Sever the voice from its source

This is the end as we’ve known it

Because we're the same

The presence of virtue

Unearthed by suffering

The tyrant defined by my mind lured us to live life in rewind

Upon reflection now I know that we are one

And now we're the same

And now we're the same

We're the same

And now we're the same.