| I gaze at the moon and it’s staring back at me
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| I wonder if she could ever feel the pain I feel
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| Alone now I stand, is this the beginning of the end
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| I’m not quite so sure what all this sorrow was meant for
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| All on my own the reaper has come to take you away
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| In sickness and health, the grief that I felt, I want you to know
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| Consumed by the pain
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| I’m felt here standing in the rain (by your grave)
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| Betrayed by our fate all that’s left in me is hate
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| Now it seems to me, our live’s a fading memory
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| I no longer know the reason for me to live on
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| Longing for that knock on the door
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| Longing for that knock on the door |