| Maybe I have come to see the light
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| Beneath the bludgeoning
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| Lies a truth I cannot hide
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| Within this darkness calls
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| And I wait for one to find
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| The key that sets me free
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| The hurt inside you is a rumour
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| With one caress your walls fall down
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| There is no fear here only freedom
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| My voice will guide you if you listen
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| … If you listen
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| For years I’ve tried to find a cure here
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| But still she comes to me at night
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| Confounded lovers blind intentions
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| These fading memories haunt me still
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| Coiled…
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| As passion devoured by flame
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| Winter has martyred his heart
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| Lifeless and cannot be saved
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| Tearing purity apart
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| Desolation now remains
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| Transgressions of once was bound
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| Her scenery turning to grey
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| As sorrow is all that is found
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| Lamenting in mirthless sorrow
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| As your voice draws me near
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| This requiem will not relent
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| In the years since you’ve passed
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| Echoes of your cries still torture me
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| And I can still hear your screams
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| Maybe I have failed to see the plight
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| As those around me fold
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| Within this reckoning
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| Stands a creature from my past
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| Still waiting to be saved
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| Disenchanted remain |