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  • Like the wicked rule the weak
    Like all conquerors have their keep
    I'll tear my marks into your arms
    Paralyzed but still you're charmed
    Like the great white circles it's prey
    I rise above their deceiving ways
    Liars... Your hollow words play a hollow tune
    My eyes fueled the flames
    As i'm dancing, on your grave
    Like the great white circles it's prey
    Desert sands, mourning souls...
    I'll tear my marks into your arms
    Paralyzed yet still you're charmed
    Like the wicked rule the weak
    Like all conquerors have their keep
    Liars... your hollow words play a hollow tune
  • Like the wicked rule the weak
    Like all conquerors have their keep
    I'll tear my marks into your arms
    Paralyzed but still you're charmed
    Like the great white circles it's prey
    I rise above their deceiving ways
    Liars... Your hollow words play a hollow tune
    My eyes fueled the flames
    As i'm dancing, on your grave
    Like the great white circles it's prey
    Desert sands, mourning souls...
    I'll tear my marks into your arms
    Paralyzed yet still you're charmed
    Like the wicked rule the weak
    Like all conquerors have their keep
    Liars... your hollow words play a hollow tune