| Sitting here, lonely tomb
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| How many years have I been so doomed?
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| No use to think it’s been so long
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| Centuries have come and gone
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| Yet I still await here for something more to give me back the thrill
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| Pointless to think of a purpose here
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| If only I could kill
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| Never thought life would be so cold
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| Once I was a king now I’m all alone
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| So here’s to the lonely hearts cause mine is beating still
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| Will this curse ever end?
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| A trail of blood across the ground
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| Another mortal Ive feasted on
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| Though not for fun, just to survive
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| Blood no longer tastes like wine
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| Many a time have I tried to starve
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| But it never seems to work
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| Nor can I will myself to stay outside
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| And burn beneath the light
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| Sleep the day, stalk the night
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| Drink the blood, fear the light
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| Kill again, hate my ways
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| Kill myself so hard to say
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| So Ill go on rotting on through the years
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| Until this curse is done
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| Or maybe I’ll someday had enough and step beneath the sun |