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Now it's time to live your no-life |
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Rotten trace with a rotten face |
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Your body is mine, |
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Corrupted dreams, |
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'cause you feel the cold |
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And you can't die (again) |
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I see the horror in your eyes |
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Malefic fears evoked in pain. |
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"The unknown haze release a place, |
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Eternal peace will be your care" |
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For a voice, bringer of laments |
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For a sign that holds me out of here. |
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Come to me to be my shrine |
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Perfect fate alive in you |
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Cry with me, be my judge |
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'Cause you are me, and I'm in you. |
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Walking in death |
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Laughs creeping through your sight |
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Live like a ghost, |
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Dream like a man. |
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Feeling the night and the light |
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Raise your carnal side |
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You are not alive |
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Now it's time to live my no-life. |
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My rotten trace is my only way. |
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My body is drawn of corrupted dreams |
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I feel the cold and I wish to live again. |
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The Time is shedding lives |
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But it's ousted from this side. |
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The light is gone. |
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The winds don't talk. |
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My worlds dethrone. |
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The horror is drawing to a close. |
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The pain embraces my solitude. |
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The unknown haze, release a place |
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And hear... the whisper of men. |
