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Inner Circle Imagine

greed whip these wretched souls A hurricane of hate mocks their helpless pleas Drifting now down deeper, into eternal flames Awake at the third circle

Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision of the prism of light but still blind because you lack the inner

whip these wretched souls A hurricane of hate mocks their helpless pleas Drifting now down deeper, into eternal flames Awake at the third circle, the

image and a gimmick that she could make money, and she did it like a dummy Now I see her in commercials, she's universal She used to only swing it with the inner

greed whip these wretched souls A hurricane of hate mocks their helpless pleas Drifting now down deeper, into eternal flames Awake at the third circle

greed whip these wretched souls A hurricane of hate mocks their helpless pleas Drifting now down deeper, into eternal flames Awake at the third circle

our devilish inner immortality. Can thou become merged to these raptures of pure darkness and symbolic deathcraft. Inhale the steam of illusions to share our circle