| Sitting in the empty black
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| The last slivers of dusk have passed
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| Accept the dawn to ease the fear
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| One day I will not be here
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| Death she comes and with her thread
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| Upon me ties a mask for dead
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| Its tears of blood begin to seep
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| And bleed the sky
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| Descend the shades of night
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| Death shines her golden light
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| Across a blackened sky
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| All our hate is a product of our world…
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| We created
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| Ashen clouds obscure my brain
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| Doubts begin to turn to shame
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| Insecureness tears at bliss
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| I hate me for this weakness
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| Faith drives me to carry on
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| And take the road less travelled on
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| Resentment swallowed means to drown
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| The poison down
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| The shades of night descend
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| Descend the shades of night
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| Death shines her golden light
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| Across a blackened sky
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| All our hate is a product of our world…
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| We created
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| Scream with me
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| Bleed with me
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| Seethe with me
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| Sing with me
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| Free me
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| Free me
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| Free me
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| Descend the shades of night
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| Death shines her golden light
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| Across a blackened sky
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| The shades of night descend |