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Fallen one on the ground.
Fallen one to be seen.
And you go on spit on it
just to prove to yourself that
you're the one without fear.
Convince yourself that you're brave
and that you'll never fall.
But you know it's not real
and you know that someday it will come
to ask you about the soul you've sold.
Fallen on the ground.
Fallen under your feet.
And you show your courage
shooting in his face.
Now you feel like a winner
and they're chanting you hymns.
You built your damm empire...
but the fallen breaths.
As you preach it's dead
and gone I can feel it
in the deep heart's core.
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