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I stand on the edge of destruction |
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emotionally ruined |
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By the warmth I most desire |
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I will not fall prey to love |
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of a human kind |
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love is weakness |
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Love is the fall of every man |
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Take this heart you've claimed |
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and as it numbs your hands |
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Know the flame is dead |
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and will no longer burn |
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This body will never pain again |
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This mind knows no wound |
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Though I am of flesh |
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this flesh will not consume me |
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As it has destroyed so many before |
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This body will never pain again |
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This mind knows no wound |
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The flame is dead |
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left only with ashes of memories |
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That renew my faith in hate |
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and my faith in myself |
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Nothing can break me! |
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This heart remains free |
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from the burden of love |
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Yet this heart will be sustained |
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No hope No compassion |
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I fill my heart with strength |
