| In the distance I hear the laments of a soul
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| The chant of emptiness, the song of perdition
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| Waiting for a sign, waiting for a light I stand in darkness
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| Waiting for a sign, waiting for a light I — drown — in — me
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| I fall alone in the eyes of fate, Acedia
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| I rip my skin, I burn my flesh, Acedia
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| Nothing is real, nothing is real, Acedia
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| Acedia
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| Hold the knife of lies and take my feeble hand
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| My heart belongs to you until eternity’s end
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| Hold the knife of lies
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| Come to me, there is no hope
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| Why did you forsaken me? |
| I’m cold inside
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| Come to me, there is no hope
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| Why did you forsaken me? |
| I’m frozen
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| But all I can see is a pale empty shadow,
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| A scream from the past, without reality
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| Your heaven is a ghost, my flesh is real
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| Your angels are falling
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| My blood is your doom
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| I’ve seen your face despaired and crying
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| All alone
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| My blood is your doom
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| My nameless quest is a sin if his light is real
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| But there is no hope of redemption
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| Now your will of power has come to end
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| My redemption is in me (lies within myself) |