| Here is the deceit and candour
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| The darkness without hope, her image of love
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| Headsman of her own dignity burn in eternal suffering
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| Buried in the maze of an unlimited pain
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| Ravish in an underground shell of perversion. |
| Awaiting her time to kill
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| A silent scream dwells inside
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| Until her thirst is quenched
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| Until her grief has drawn
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| While you are dying, look straight into her eyes
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| Here are breath and blood
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| Hopeless to reach the core of this sadden and quieten. |
| But everything is written
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| Under thousands years of existence
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| Tears to pain
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| Pain to anger
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| Anger to hate
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| Until her thirst is quenched
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| Until her grief has drawn
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| While you are dying look straight into her eyes
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| Draggle as much as she can in this black age
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| Draggle to prove herself she won’t be scared anymore. |
| Scared anymore |