Nightmares taking shape
The past is gaining on me
Like a predator in the night
My memories are stalking me
Flooding into my field of view
I'm running away from the life I knew
I've been weighed down by this conspiracy
For far too long...
This deadly game has led us to a revolt against the curve
We remember who we are
Our leaders hide in the shadows, clad in a shroud of dread
Our fire will never burn out
Death comes by a tyrant's will
Killed over and over again for sport
How many times have we started over again?
No one can say
The memories engulf my field of view
I can't outrun my past like I want to
I don't want to remember the torment
But I don't want to live as a complacent shell
This deadly game has led us to a revolt against the curve
We remember who we are
Our leaders hide in the shadows, clad in a shroud of dread
Our fire will never burn out
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