| And Death shalt come to Rid the Filth of the Earth
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| To Separate the Liar from the Wise…
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| I Drown in Thoughts; |
| What is the Reason for My Existence?
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| Pleasures seem only to be Enjoyed by Those who sense no Guilt
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| Not even the Cruelest Love can be this hard
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| Solemn Youth I Witness once Crying; |
| now Dying in Dreams
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| As We Struggle to be Awakened
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| The Heat on our Lips has Burned the Passion away from Our Hearts…
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| Sense the Flames Embracing the Two of us as
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| We stand Calm sunken Beneath a Soulless Chaos.
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| Watching our Empire Falling into Ruins…
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| I Caress the Soil the Remains of my Past
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| And my Crystals Darken with Tears
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| Try to Breath Your Sardonic Harmony into my World of Grief
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| And You will Kill What’s left of Me!
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| The Fundament to My Existence is now, but an Empty Shell
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| No longer of Flesh and Spirit… No Salvation Found through Harmless Joy
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| For the Fear of Death dwells within the Eyes of Every Mortal Man
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| Growing stronger for every Hour Passing
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| Spinning our Destinies Together like the Greatest of All Tragedies… |
| Sorrow offers Compassion but what is Compassion Worth?
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| …Looking back at the Memories I Realize
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| What I Sought Cannot Be Found… |