I met you on a deep and dark night
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A dying tree
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Talking about salvation with sorrowful eyes
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Let me find my peace from the death
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In the deep blue river you
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When I see your reflection in the dark
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I spoke of love with lips drunk with death
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Let me find the pleasure through your pain
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rain falling on the forehead
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Tears and blood, the remnants of love
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Life and death united at the border
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The mixed proof of you and me
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Peace and self-discipline coexist with chaos in an intact world in open wounds
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Who is that smiling ghost in your shaking eyes
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A bare tree, with a desperate and dry voice
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Talking about love, talking about love
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A bare tree, under a gray cloudy sky
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Talking about love, talking about love
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Absolute emptiness encountered at the end of the alleyway
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Seen, crushed by madness and horror
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There was nothing under your crumbling shell
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Longing for only despair and death, your breath infinitely close to non-existence
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Rusty blades, life hidden under the cry
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Despair, deep inside your hatred
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Look all your memories in scars
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How ugly they are
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How painful are they?
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Your satan awakes
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Giving your broken branches and mourning the end
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Let me find my peace from the death
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Let me find the pleasure through your pain
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The wishes I had with you who died
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Dispersing and disappearing like a fleeting cherry blossom
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Bury my body under the rotten roots
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My love is broken by your smile that I accidentally saw |