| Dive into your heart of silence
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| Where the strings of sorrow play our lullaby
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| We are the children of thousand ages
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| Dancing on the rhythm of a moonless night
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| I’m closing my eyes just to figure the moment
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| The exact place of your demise infection
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| My soul failing still to gain control
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| While it’s growing inside
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| Carving a space here deep in a corner
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| Where the filth of your soul just can’t hide
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| The stink of decay
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| As the memories whisper
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| Brand new demons offering your decline
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| And die
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| (Slit my soul to the core)
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| (God it never ends)
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| Or try to live just another day
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| Right now this decay is corroding the surface
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| Both the shape and the core of your mind
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| As a struggle between
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| Your primeval instincts
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| What you’re craving for escapes through time
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| Incinerate my soul
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| Drive the nails right through the palm of my hands
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| Suffocate my throat
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| Feed me with dirt and anger god it’s breaking me apart
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| Nail the sadness to your sense of revulsion
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| Watch her bleed a very last time
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| Rip the feathers from her fragile wings
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| Now consecrate your wrath
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| Burn this sickening hurt
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| Deep inside you’re frozen
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| Desecrate your lust
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| A black angel in disguise
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| Playing games with your mind |