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Through the mirror of the soul |
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I'm staring deep within |
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To see what dwell behind the wall |
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The beauty of pale skin |
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The aura that surrounds me |
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Is not of noble kind |
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The blackness of the heart |
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Is all that's left to find |
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A dark river runs silent through my life |
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Like a floating nemesis |
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A dark shadow of what that used to be |
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Drift's now in lifeless misery |
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Live only to witness what I've become |
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Midnight is my shallow home |
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Soon to enter the last deed of mine |
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I'm forced to follow the streaming bloodline |
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When the wine of life is shed |
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And dark cosmic space consume |
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I bring the memories back from the dead |
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Sources to agonies, a devouring monsoon |
