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[ti:Pain Of Senses] |
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[ar:Waldsonne] |
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[al:Wanderer] |
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Music flows through my veins |
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So slow and painful |
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Voices come out from the shadow |
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Blowing my mind |
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That's already gone. |
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Skies are full, full of clouds |
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Same as thoughts in my brain |
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Squeeze a shout out of my throat |
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Scream as red bloody flower |
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Freezes so fast as it's born. |
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Final words are spoken |
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Last tears are fallen |
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Silence whispers sweet words |
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Of our tragic riddance. |
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Sadness is much stronger |
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Than your words of mourning |
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Let your tears fall to the ground |
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Let your thoughts fly to the top |
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To the top of your madness. |
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Great is your pain |
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The greater the better |
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Learning such things |
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Makes stronger your soul |
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Take silver dagger in your hand |
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And show me your will |
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Let my heart bleed, |
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Bleed with red tears of joy. |