| I raised myself up from the bottom of a dead lake
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| Black sirens wail like children screaming under stairways
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| I saw my mirrored laughing skull-face in eternity
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| Rain washed my dreams all down the drain right there in front of me
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| Strike black notes, roads into wells
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| Heavy drapes fall, the halo dissolves
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| My haunted memories stuck back togther with sellotape
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| Rooftops rfuse their jagged shelter floods my joy away
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| Towards the neon roars of bars on crucifixion street
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| The vacant leaded drone of cars that drip into my grief
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| I suck the sewers up, hold them close, like long lost families
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| The final hit, I cashed my chips, the way it’s got to be
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| The Death Knell tolls so long
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| Liars bite the floor, world frowns out
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| Red right through, inside and out |