| So here I am a broken thing
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| A ghost — invented in human brain
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| Here I await my latest death
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| If you forget me I can never rise up again
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| Wait another day — don´t give up any memories of me
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| Sweet hurting life
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| Acheronian ayre guide me on moonlight coloured ways
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| Tonight
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| I feel like I´m wounded by the human stain
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| Please say that you hear me Ivy
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| Sing my lonesome winter tale for you again
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| And so I am leaving to a new horizon
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| I forgive it and now I´m syncretizing ghostworlds
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| I see the light — see the morning
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| A million nights from the turning
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| I need to die to transform me
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| On my way into the light
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| I´m a serpent god
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| For renewal I am dying to refine the matter
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| This substance called my life
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| The wisdom of a ghost is ignited by the sting of mercy in my soulwork
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| And this is hurting — infecting me again and again
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| And so am leaving to a new horizon
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| I forgive you — and I´m syncretizing ghostworlds
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| I see the light see the dawning
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| A million light years from the turning
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| I need to die to transform me
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| On my way into the light
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| To all lost saints out in the universe
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| Send a «Save Our Souls» to the earth beyond
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| All your prayers — they´re never lost in space — for all time
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| To all the phantoms and ghosts — far beyond humankind
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| They have the right to live in their own space of time
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| Can you really be sure if we´re human or insane illusion
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| I see the light see the morning
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| Between the tides we´re immortal
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| I need to die to transform me
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| On my way into the light
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| And so I am leaving into a new horizon
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| I forgive it and I´m syncretizing both worlds Ivy |