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Well, we love, we cry

But we die inside

We judge, we hate

And forget our fate

The mirror of life reflecting our destiny

The ghost of our past lives in our vacancy, in our vacancy

Do them a favor – taste your knife

The eyes of love should meet the night

Do them a favor – taste your knife

Don’t cry, it’s all in the name of God

We play the game

‘Cause we’re all the same

We hate the sky

‘Cause we fear to fly

The mirror of life reflecting our destiny

The ghost of our past lives in our vacancy, in our vacancy

Do them a favor – taste your knife

The eyes of love should meet the night

Do them a favor – taste your knife

Don’t cry, it’s all in the name of God

Do them a favor – taste your knife

The eyes of love should meet the night

Do them a favor – taste your knife

Don’t cry, it’s all in the name of

Do them a favor – taste your knife

The eyes of love should meet the night

Do them a favor – taste your knife

Don’t cry, it’s all in the name of God