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The sky is darkeningm soon the night befall |
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Righteously angels are weeping for my soul |
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All childhood dreams are soon to be lost |
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All innocence to be shattered |
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I am the fallen, from grace |
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Water from a thousand tears floats in streams |
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The feeling from a thousand years flow over me |
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As I once again return to the cemetery gale |
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I hear the dismal call from the hollow grave |
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My face is a river |
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See my eyes as they drown in black |
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My sacred doom and nemesis |
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Beneath the burial surface |
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To the final act of the immortal sin |
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I am lead by burial winds |
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The life I leave to exchange with death |
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As the charlatan breeds with a dragons breath |
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Crossing the path to the world below |
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In a deathlike silence I chamber my soul |
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Ancient black, silent gloom |
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Cathedral bells are calling doom |
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In velvet dreams I am touched by sin |
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As night arrives in its purple shades |
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I drift across the shallow graves |
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The soul is streaming in the wind |
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Dark is the blessing that I am in |
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As darkness falls and the cold silence reigns |
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The nocturnal void shall become my faith |
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Till transcend unto where shadows dance |
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A gentle kiss and like a bird |
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Till fly |
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Into the spheres of demise |
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Desireously in dark romance |
