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In solitude, in absolute silence |
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With a candle lit I drink to die |
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Mournful shadows dance upon the torn walls |
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Whispering voices moans the time is right |
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... And shattered lies all hope |
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Tears mix with the blood on the floor below |
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Pain will end, released from living |
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Is this hell I wonder? |
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Indeed a place of agony |
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Ruled by gods of sadistic delight |
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Please end this wounded human life |
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I raise my glass and drink to die |
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Melancholy... released from living |
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The blade runs deep in human flesh |
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Finally... released from living |
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So cold... suffering... agony |
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The only warmth I feel is fresh blood |
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Screaming voices says the time has come |
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And with a smile upon my cold blue lips |
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I draw my last breath and fade away |
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Salvation... life is hell |
