| I cannot sleep through endless hours
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| I cannot breathe the thoughts devour
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| I cannot weep through lost desire
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| An image burns into the fire
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| We’re hollowed, through sorrow
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| We follow, yearn tomorrow
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| To death’s symbolic virtue
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| We’re hollowed, through sorrow
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| We follow down that long road
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| To death’s symbolic virtue
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| With fingers clenched the dread empowers
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| In our lament, the menace towers
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| Into fragments the bridge has fallen
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| Gods orders breached, a will is calling
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| We’re hollowed, through sorrow
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| We follow yearn tomorrow
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| To death’s symbolic virtue
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| We’re hollowed, through sorrow
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| We follow down that long road
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| To death’s symbolic virtue
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| (To death’s symbolic virtue)
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| We’re hollowed, through sorrow
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| We follow yearn tomorrow
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| To death’s symbolic virtue
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| We’re hollowed, through sorrow
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| We follow down that long road
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| To death’s symbolic virtue |