| Drops of new gleamingIn
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| the flesh new morning lightMy body cold and tremblingI’ve
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| left the safty of the nightI sit here on the groundBy
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| my side there lies a knifeI was her fault,
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| I’m not to blameI have to take her lifeMy tearwet eyes
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| won’t focusAnd neither will my headI just sit here
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| in the silenceNothing lives here — all is deadThese
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| feelings born insideA new side of me is bornFor ever
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| face I seeI feel such raging scornWhen you took my
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| life awayIt gave you a new visionI planted a seedIt
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| gave you a missionFrom beside the lifless fleshI pick
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| up my bloody knifeI wander into a new dayPrepeared to take another life |