| The gloom descends on these whispered bits of nothing
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| Kept alive by the faintest light
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| A rush of blood into parts undeserving
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| I arrive shielded by the night
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| I can sense her in the signals
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| Random waves all crashing down
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| I can sense her in the signals
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| Random waves all crashing down
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| It was her behind the symbols
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| In that long abandoned town
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| Though the path she’s lead me on
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| Is never straight and narrow
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| With my past erased I know
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| I’m never evr going back
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| Those distorted sacred visions
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| Hav been guiding me for years
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| When there’s no one 'round to listen
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| I give names to all my fears
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| And I seek them out
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| A pretty face for every shadow
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| For the ones I loved
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| I know I’m never ever going back
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| I beg of thee
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| Summon me
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| Relieve me of the flesh that burdens me
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| Corporeal
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| Substantial
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| I’m slowly being crushed by gravity
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| I beg of thee
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| Summon me
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| Relieve me of the lies of sanity
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| Succubus
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| Sorceress
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| Bring death to all that’s human left in me
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| Let this potion purge my history
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| The organic stench that’s choking me
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| Let the chaos free from symmetry
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| The orgasmic rise of liberty
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| In the arms of slumber
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| I still sense your need
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| The eternal hunger
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| With which you infected me
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| And with Morpheus watching
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| We entwine once again
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| The sensation of failing
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| With the means to ascend
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| Like the spear of vengeance
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| And the star shaped cross
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| I still see the signs of
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| All that’s gone but never lost
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| Like the heavens denied us
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| We denied ourselves
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| But they’ll never divide us
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| I am yours till the end
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| If that black day is coming
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| And I’m struck by the light
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| I’d give all I have left for
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| A Whisp of the Atlantic
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| Let the curtains fall
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| And let the demons in
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| I can’t hear myself
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| Above their whispering
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| Let the world ignite
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| Obliterate this view
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| Let the cosmos burn
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| Until there’s only you
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| Burn!
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| And through the veil
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| I still sense your sorrow
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| There’s no escape
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| Not even in death
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| One day our bones
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| Will be withered and hollow
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| But we will still feel eternity’s breath
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| Just like a thought drawn to the elemental
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| The dream we shared will keep us alive
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| But I don’t know why
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| I’d like to paint
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| Your worries in color
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| I’d like to suck
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| Your juices all dry
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| And I would hope
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| That the essence I swallow
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| It would remain
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| So you’d always be mine
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| Just like a stream
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| Drawn to the lies of oceans
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| The plans we made
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| Will keep us alive
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| But I don’t know why
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| With the force of nothing
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| And the weight of air
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| On the verge of touching
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| I will meet you there
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| And with Lucifer laughing
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| We ascend once again
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| And the forces of nature
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| They will all break and bend
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| Like the spear of vengeance
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| And the star shaped cross
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| I still see the signs of
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| All is gone but never lost
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| Like the heavens denied us
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| We denied ourselves
|
| But they’ll never divide us
|
| I am yours till the end
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| When that black day is coming
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| And I’m struck by the light
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| I’ll give all I have left for
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| A Whisp of the Atlantic
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| The gloom descends
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| On these whispered bits of nothing
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| We arrive
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| Shielded by the night |