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Isolation freezes my life, coldness grips my heart |
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Trapped within a world, a world apart. |
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Desolate am |
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I, a tempest raging silently. |
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Lost a barren adrift at sea. |
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Catatonic state, it sharpens life's depressing edge |
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The clamor draws me closer to the ledge |
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As I gaze upon this burning world |
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I curse this life. |
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A life through which |
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I'm hurled |
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Lies, lies upon this side and that |
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Truthless violence deception mourned by the wise. |
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Thousands of voices drowning out his own |
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In a popular torrent of lies upon lies |
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Turn to stone. |
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So intense the pain that has crawled |
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From the bleeding corpse of pleasure. |
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That feeds the worm the writhes |
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Inside my brain. |
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In the deep of night it stirs again |
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In the heart of the sleeper, |
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From the crack of dawn |
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I wake to curse |
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The rising of the sun. |
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Every life is built on hope |
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Now my dreams have surely passed, |
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Inner voices haunt my numbered days |
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Darkness calls me with her laughs |
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Torn between life and death inertia |
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Fills my soul. |
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No will to be nor pride to care |
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Reapers take your toll. |
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Strangers cast a menacing glance as |
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Existence |
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I defy. Shatter their dream like world |
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I'm not Afraid to die |
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Omen bird soars the desert land to the castle |
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Of idolence, there lies the shadow of a man. |
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See the colored flowers and marble towers |
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They fade to brown |
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Like the unknown inscribed in stone |
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He's abandoned, abandoned flesh and bones |
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He's lost in silence swallowed in vastness |
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Drowned in the depths of a meaningless |
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Past |
