| Once again, Jekyllish I follow the trail of fireflies — and diamond eyes
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| And moving like fog, I starve to raise
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| Sleepwalking hunter in the night
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| Step into an ongoing nightmare
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| Go — ride into blistering trails below — tear heart and soul
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| Stop — for jekylish I’ll haunt you, though
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| A sleepwalking hunter in despair — take care of you
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| I brave for sin — shedding my skin
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| Curtains fall over my shroud, around my wrists the orchestra plays
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| Frozen, this bosom aches, piercing lullabies, piercing preys
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| Only cellos, black robes and gowns, dimly dance for air in grief
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| And looming portraits of a mother gazing at my inner pleas
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| Fear me for Jekylish I’ll haunt you, your trail of fireflies and diamond eyes
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| Moving like fog, I starve to raise, sleepwalking fiend, caligarish sorrow
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| I invoke the queen of spades… and slowly breathe the verse of fate
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| I reap the mists of grace to bid farewell to faith
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| Clenched cries, her drowning sweet hands bygone, waving and fleeting
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| Dull slave to my mournful twists she bled, like a rainbow leaking
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| Wax victims in a ritual, echoes to quench my frailty at dawn
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| The fifth horseman I become, riding those whispers spawned
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| Fear me for Jekylish I’ll haunt you, your trail of fireflies and diamond eyes
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| Moving like fog, I starve to raise, sleepwalking fiend, caligarish sorrow
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| Soon forgotten faces shine on shattered mirrors, remnants of rape
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| Supremely, skin cellos play the ghost of melodies and darkest shade
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| Fear me for Jekylish I’ll haunt you, your trail of fireflies and diamond eyes
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| Moving like fog, I starve to raise, sleepwalking fiend, caligarish sorrow
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| A warm tune for claws and chaos I breed the rust of wind
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| While, holding bacl loss, shame and tears
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| I brave for sin — shedding my skin |