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Dread, toil

Lungs of stone

Born to rule alone

Again and again

Only one belief, my heart

Now here and in descent

The only code is to breathe, and then

One to the head

Or one to come and stretch the neck

One or the other

Trip, fall

Denial comes in waves

Dread, toil

The wheel rings its last alarm

Father, hear

Coliseum

Come, all fear

This was never meant to be

We all seem to bleed in the end

The offset of kings into men