| Distress has found a dwelling place in me Allready pale as death but still I bleed
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| For promises have shown their fragility
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| Spare me your affection and pity
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| The world no longer is a joyfull dream
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| But a crystal with darksome gleam
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| About to fall
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| Soon be shattered
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| One shared for every emotion dead
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| I will rather learn to enjoy misery
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| Than partake a life of hypocrisy
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| Here I sit by the slowly dying candlelight
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| So I will drink with the shadows by my side
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| I flew with wings of the dragonfly;
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| Came down as the rain poured out of the sky
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| And stormwinds howled over the land
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| Snow covered the trees and ice the sand
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| No illusions remain
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| Silence conquers us all
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| Solitude the only reality
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| Only dust moves, set in motion aeons ago
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| When there was still life in this world |