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When light is melting till last solid seed |
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and shadows start to reign my tiny world |
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Waiting for the splendid horror |
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sacrificing consciousness I bear |
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I don't need no fading world |
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just visions, whispers in the air |
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They unite, unveiling the darkness |
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acting so perfectly, feeding me well |
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suddenly I'm comprehending the reason |
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reason I'm left here to rot in this hell |
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And only shadows reign my tiny world |
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my restless dreams embracing them again |
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Waiting for the splendid horror |
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dignity I've buried deep inside |
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I don't need no false seduction |
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devastating slowly in my mind |
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For the emptiness I'm conceived |
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Watching their creepy elaborate art |
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I'm torn asunder in motion |
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over and over acquiring me |
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collapsing the chances for me being free... |
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Once you are trapped |
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in such a deep and restless story |
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you will never forget |
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what it means collapsing for it |
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Imprisoned in forgotten dungeon |
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never forget |
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I'm imprisoned in forgotten dungeon |
