| Curse or repayment?
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| Truth or illusion?
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| (In my) noble asylum
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| When dark hours linger
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| The sinister silence
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| Is bowed into millions of tears
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| The sweetness of sound
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| Turns to raging thunder
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| A deadly serenade in the moonlight
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| The bringer of pain
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| Like fear on a silver plate
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| I am frozen, betrayed by myself
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| When will this end?
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| Same old pavilion
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| A different appearance is playing messiah
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| All good was taken
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| A thorn made of silver
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| Abandoned my will to go on
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| The sweetness of sound
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| Turns to raging thunder
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| A deadly serenade in the moonlight
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| The bringer of pain
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| Like fear on a silver plate
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| I am frozen, betrayed by myself
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| When will this end?
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| Life is a flower, fading away
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| We are not destined to stay
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| Love is forever, the spirit is free
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| Time is a borrowed gift for you and me
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| The sweetness of sound
|
| Turns to raging thunder
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| A deadly serenade in the moonlight
|
| The bringer of pain
|
| Like fear on a silver plate
|
| I am frozen, betrayed by myself
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| (When will this end?)
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| A deadly serenade in the moonlight
|
| The bringer of pain
|
| Like fear on a silver plate
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| I am frozen, betrayed by myself
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| Everything comes to an end |