| I feel the heat from the flames
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| I’m dying the essence of pain
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| This bitter life has come to an end
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| My mind is tired my heart is bleeding
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| I can feel the taste from the nectars of Eden
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| Never again shall I face the pain of living
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| In a world of shame
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| When my yellow dies under velvet thoughts
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| I feel no pain within
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| I’ve kissed the crystals of Eden
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| Out of the fire I leave this bitter pain
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| My only desire get away from this world of shame
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| Come take me higher save me from the flames
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| The essence of power a jester’s sweet charade
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| I feel the pain decline
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| I’m leaving this world behind
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| I feel the pain decline
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| I’m leaving this world behind
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| Never again. |
| No more pain
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| I feel the taste from the nectars of Eden
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| I am leaving this world of utopia
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| No more sadness cause I’m on my way
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| In a state unacquainted to nausea
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| In the Garden of Eden I stay
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| I feel the pain decline
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| I’m leaving this world behind
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| I feel the pain decline
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| I’m leaving this world behind
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| Out of the fire I leave this bitter pain
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| My only desire get away from this world of shame
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| Come take me higher save me from the flames
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| The essence of power a jester’s sweet charade |