| Poor Dorian, you and your soul, you run
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| Putting fame in your… one more hope
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| There was a spark and it burnt beyond control
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| There’s a price to pay for all of this, you know
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| Get it, words can’t move it, you came half way from reaching
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| Don’t you… what you’re doing
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| You cam half way reaching, …moving
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| You can try
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| Do not… the few, once in my wrath
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| Here with a parole and call for you
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| Through wait the fall of death, where is the dead
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| As much as I can repay won’t cover the rest
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| Get it, words can’t move it, you came half way from reaching
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| Don’t you… what you’re doing
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| You cam half way reaching, …moving
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| You can try
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| This space inside of you, is more than dark …
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| Step inside of you, reach inside… go |