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The storm is upon us my dearest one |
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The whiteness of the snow covered valley |
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Somehow comforts me as the day dies |
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But still the tears are falling |
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With closed eyes, I can see it in the stillness |
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I see my world consumed by flames of deception |
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I see a man, and a weeping child. |
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I see my end as I reach out for you. |
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The ache within this dull heart of mine |
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Is darker than darkness itself |
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Why must it be this way? |
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Why there must be such pain? |
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But even in death I still can feel you |
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And on my knees, I pray for a merciful god |
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I weep as I pour my heart out |
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But there's no answer, there's no compassion |
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Dance for me, my one true love |
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Come and rest you hands on mine |
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Kiss my lips and taste my blood |
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Share the grief you bring inside. |
