| When I awoke to see you, your face was cold and lifeless
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| Your body torn apart by vultures, theres nothing left for me to save
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| This world will fucking pay
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| Inside my veins are slowly rotting, form the inside
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| My heart has ceased, has ceased, to function and id kill myself to bring you
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| back
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| To bring you back from slumber
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| And id kill myself to bring you back, from this infernal
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| And as your spirit seeks to find its final resting place
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| I pray to god that it takes mercy on your precious fate
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| And in the absence of regret and every thought proceeding
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| I tear away at flesh in hopes that I may die in vain
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| Left alone with my thoughts I will soon decay
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| With a thorn in my side I am yours to maim
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| Every scar is a map to a world of suffering
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| In this hole I will put all my dreams away… away… away
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| I will bury my dreams
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| This foul, this foul incantation has riddled me with toxin once again
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| I’m bound to your grave image that you may rise and walk again
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| Arise, awaken
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| Go forth and drink from their veins
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| Arise, awaken
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| Go forth and drink from their veins |