| Really my heart will bleed always
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| And my cut off wings will not grow again
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| Really I’ll never touch to lips of eternity
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| Blossoming scarlet flower on my grave
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| At one time we were immortal
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| At one time we were the only
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| Now you’re the snake in my heart
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| The snake in my bleeding heart
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| And we’re as wingless birds in a paradise garden
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| Cry above a grave of our eternal youth
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| Please, deceive me
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| Say to me what is it only dream
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| I’m spring in a crown from dead flowers
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| I fade in dance of solitude
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| And you stung me having filled a blood by venom
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| And then I did know that so the hell starts
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| Please, deceive me
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| Say to me what is it only dream
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| But I’m too alive what to believe your lie
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| I’m too dead what to see salutary light
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| The eternity was our name
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| We drank youth from the rivers of bliss
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| But the sin has made us dead … |