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Am I ruling in hell? |
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Or is it just a dream so cruel |
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I have taken the hands |
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Of the most magnificent doom |
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Blindly I'm seeking for the wisdom of truth |
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With persistence untold |
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I'm standing in a lake of warm blood |
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Yet my visions are cold |
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I see cliffs and peaks licking the sky |
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And deep cold lakes |
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With the universe their bottoms unite |
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Cosmic forces gave me the strength |
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To take my journey |
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And to be one with the stars |
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I was a demonfaced man |
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But now I'm a manfaced demon |
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Look at me and this face |
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Bathed in the silvery moonlight |
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I admire the splendour |
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But it's getting pale as I leave it behind |
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Now the sparking stars are the only light |
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But their shining still as cold as ice |
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I died a thousand times |
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Yet I believe in thanatism |
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So I avoid the realms of bliss |
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In the search of utter end |
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May the darkest space be my tomb |
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And may my blood paint the stars |
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Lifeless I drift far |
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But I reborn in the shape of emptiness |
