| Beckon our last goodbye when you hear this call
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| You can’t face the fires once you feel them all
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| Another time — another day — maybe once we can return
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| We together in the oceans of great darkness we will burn
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| Lay down with me and listen closely to the sounds of the old blue
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| Tellin' stories long forgotten — can’t you hear they’re just for you
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| Another time, another day — maybe once we can return
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| We together in the oceans of great darkness we will burn
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| Feed the flames of the pictures I adore
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| We come together for the end while he’s calling us for more
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| Play the violins of death upon your naked skin
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| Kiss me one last time and let us die in sin
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| Once we will meet again in the burning halls
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| Where all the sorrow flows and slowly death befalls
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| Oceans of black shall carry us throughout the night
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| Where only death is real they shall be our guiding light
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| Swim, let yourself be carried with the tide
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| And on a lovelorn day, put all your fears aside
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| Behind the dreary path, look back to all that’s past
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| To realize that life is just the way to endless death at last
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| Feed the flames of the pictures I adore
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| We come together for the end while he’s calling us for more
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| Play the violins of death upon your naked skin
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| Kiss me one last time and let us die in sin |