| I see you walk on this lonely path
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| Between silent shapes of
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| Death’s monuments
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| What are you thinking now
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| When the sun is buried in the ocean
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| When your breaths are cold
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| Like your hands and heart
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| And you can’t trick me anymore
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| I see you standing in the shadows
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| Heads bent down
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| With silent words on your lips
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| Are you crying now
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| Over times that can’t return
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| Over night and shooting stars
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| Why don’t you come to me
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| And i will give you wings
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| Dig your grave with dirty hands
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| Next to my name
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| Deep written in the stone
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| I can’t touch you yet but soon
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| You will belong to me
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| With your withered soul
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| And with your body next to mine
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| We can rest |