| Sometimes life can be so damn cold
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| When the verdicts in
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| The streets were alive
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| The night falling down around
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| On the prowl again
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| Catlike moves
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| The pain betrays the smile
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| Delicate and sad
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| A rage of tears subsides
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| Reality fades into the mask
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| Then the hunger takes control
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| Once the hunted in for the kill
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| No one came, no one saw
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| On the night that Venice Burned
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| Tortured souls, they set the sky alight
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| And don’t ever say a word
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| Familiar hands fanned the flames
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| That would burn baptismal tears
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| Where to go it’s all come down
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| Only silence
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| Venice Burned
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| Only silence
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| Venice Burned
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| In the shadows
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| In the face of trust
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| In a piercing blow
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| Spills the soul of an innocent heart
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| No one came, no one saw
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| On the night that Venice Burned
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| Embers glow and eyes soon fade
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| And the circle starts again
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| So set them up, knock them down
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| As the smoke begins to rise
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| Where to go, it’s all come down
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| Only silence
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| Venice burned
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| Only silence
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| Venice burned
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| Darkened room
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| Late at night
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| I slip in nice and quiet
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| I feel the cold
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| Dark secrets here unfold
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| Where that cat digs it’s claws
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| At the alter of scars
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| I taste the cold
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| The shrine of a twisted soul
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| Lost my will when I saw
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| Vengeance on the wall
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| No one came, no one saw
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| On the night that Venice Burned
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| Innocence reduced to filth
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| That can never wasy away
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| So stoke the flames
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| Bare the flesh
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| Let the branding leave it’s mark
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| The spark of youth
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| Engulfed and smothered out
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| Only ashes
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| Venice Burned
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| Only ashes
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| Venice Burned
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| I must I’ve got to hold
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| I’m holding on
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| Watching Venice Burning
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| Watching Venice Burning
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| Watching Venice Burning
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| Watching Venice Burning |