| Overdose on darkness in the corridors of fire,
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| There’s a face in the mirror, Of unchained desire.
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| She’s in her house, standing by the door,
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| You can’t go in, you’re not welcome anymore.
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| Standing on the rooftops, soaking by the rain,
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| Dreaming of the long deceased, never coming back again,
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| Riding through the darkness, hiding from the sun,
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| Refuge in the shades below, until the day is done.
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| Through the hour glass,
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| watch my time slip away, Chasing haloes, faces so far away,
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| And your hands tied to the blade,
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| Disguised — she’s my ascension,
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| My slow suicide.
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| She’s my ascension, my slow suicide,
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| I’m chasing heaven, never reach the other side,
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| Ascension, my slow suicide,
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| Chase tomorrow, till there’s nothing left inside.
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| Through the hourglass, watch my time slip away,
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| Chasing haloes, faces so far away,
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| Can’t see, for all the light,
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| There’s two faces, black and scarlet, locked between another night.
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| Standing on the rooftops, soaking by the rain,
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| Dreaming of the long deceased, never coming back again,
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| Riding through the darkness, hiding from the sun,
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| Refuge in the shades below, until the day is done.
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| Overdose on darkness She’s my ascension,
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| my slow suicide, I’m chasing heaven,
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| never reach the other side,
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| She’s my ascension, my slow suicide,
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| Chasing heroin tonight.
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| Yeah, ascension, a slow suicide,
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| Chasing haloes, this is the other side.
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| Ascension, a slow suicide.
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| She’s my ascension, my slow suicide.
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| Ascension, my heroin divine. |
| She’s my ascension! |