What is the spirit of being if,To kill with cold-blooded steel and then forget?It's a mystery to me, I know what I have seenIt's a mystery to me, how can I just let it be?
My innocence makes me sickMy innocence, my ignoranceMakes me sickInnocent Me
??? death incorporated, it's realPeople having no more than they can stealIt's a mystery to me, I know what I have heardIt's a mystery to me, I react as if I was dead
My innocence makes me sickMy innocence, my ignoranceMakes me sickInnocent Me
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