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Finale hour you will pay - for your love to mystics |
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Trembling, you kiss - your carved crucifix |
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This day will witness my unholy death |
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I smell the whispering angel's breath |
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Cold - feel - numb |
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Lord - where are thou |
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Blinded by the visions - why have thy come |
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Floating in the twilight of life and death |
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The unknown is rising and your faith starts to break |
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Denying you cry - for your salvation |
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This night will witness my spirit float |
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Oh yes, I have kissed the goat |
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Death - has won |
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God - begone |
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Float - levitized spirit - leave the corpse's bed |
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Sense - vaguely - graveclothes |
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In shreds haunted |
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I wish I'd never come here |
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The dead should be left in peace |
