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(By Anti) |
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Silent is the night |
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Blurred is the sight |
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Obscure are my thoughts |
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Red are my hands |
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I hear the winds that brings the death |
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I see the darkness that takes the life |
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The abyss of the mankind feed my lust |
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The weak beauty of their denied sorrow |
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Tears of waste drops on my bleeding skin |
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Colours darkened as I bless my life with wounds |
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The wounds of yearning |
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The wounds of end |
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This insignificance of this life |
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This dismally world in that we're captured |
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The meaning of life - futile and indifferent |
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Finally life gives way the reign of death |
