| The candle is dead, the cold remains
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| Keep as a memory what you did to me
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| Die for this! |
| The wind makes the flame twist
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| Smile as you see my defeat
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| The scars are closed, the cold remains
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| The cold remains on my cold remains
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| Look me deep in the eyes
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| Around me falls the sweet and cruel darkness embrace
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| Let me love you, beautiful guiltiness, you devour me so slow
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| I can feel the demons of your run in my blood gnaw my veins from the inside
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| The sensation is so delicious
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| Hit and consume my equilibrium
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| Hit and consume deeds of survival
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| There’s no wrath or remorse as I creep until the unknown abyss
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| It’s only the fear as I see my cold remains
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| Spilled everywhere around me
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| It makes confuse my sense, forget the limits of my own body
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| The place where I lay savagely left to die
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| My tongue is dry, my teeth are chattering
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| I feel the awful taste and nausea envelop my brain
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| In an opaque veil which shrinks and smothers it
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| The hazy horizon grows and the flame still shakes
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| The pale silhouettes disappear one by one
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| They can dance, I don’t care
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| There’s this sweet gasp rocking my heart
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| Its beats are so slow and discreet now, like falling asleep
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| I see the candle extinguish
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| Fire consumes the wax and vanishes away
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| Daddy will never leave you my lovely kids… the scars are closed
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| The candle is dead, the cold remains
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| The cold remains on my cold remains |