| You drift away in a bitter dusk by scattering the snow that held
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| Angel-like images in our blurry memories of childhood
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| Escaping every when, who or why
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| Ebony eyes disappeared
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| I cannot longer bear this as it revels in my misery
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| If only I didn’t care, I’d smile and merrily wave my hand goodbye
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| My possessions are gone, there is no point to go on
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| Our foolish intents built my future plans
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| I can’t go forwards or back
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| I am stuck in a forever dying moment
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| More… I sway here forevermore
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| Until lovely gaia is burnt to the core
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| You’ll find me at the gallows
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| I sleep by the gallows in complete solitude that I used to cherish
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| But now my visions are clear and solarsigns in a nebular hill
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| Cast a fallen morningstar right behind me and it sighs:
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| «you won’t feel a thing, it is only great relief
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| So slit your wrists open by this»
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| Begone at the silent shores
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| Shine on! |
| This is the end of the world
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| All beauty is lost and so is all you had ever abhored
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| And I raise my blindfold gaze
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| A night mare of ending my life becomes a part of
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| This miserable joy of reality
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| To sell my fortune
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| To leave them all behind
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| To hide all the trails as I never existed
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| Nothing remains irrelevant in these murky chambers…
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| Dark and dismal chambers of agony
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| A cruel gathering of tragedies lead our way to the dreamscapes
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| Where they feed the rope by our necks
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| No feet on this solid soil but a floating silhouette
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| Against the setting sun
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| By gravity lifeforce flows slowly away
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| It is silent at the gallows again |