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Silent screams Beaten and torn |
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Sanctify This life of scorn |
| [00:29.10] |
Innocence withdrawn in fear |
| [00:32.72] |
Night grows cold and twilight's near |
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But the light I see is none |
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Just a spectrum of unreal colours |
| [01:03.24] |
Which appears before my eyes |
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For you neither to see nor to feel |
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Shattered scattered Remnants of life |
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What can be extracted from nothing |
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What can be found within the emptiness |
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Within the emptiness from which I am fed |
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I deal in pain All life I drain |
| [02:08.66] |
Cherished The grandeur of melancholy |
| [02:33.12] |
Always and never The skyline seems so unreal |
| [02:44.28] |
If I had wings would I be forgiven |
| [02:47.22] |
If I had horns would there be flames |
| [02:50.10] |
To show my cry |
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Laughing and crying Nothing remains |
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No future and no past |
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No one could foresee |
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The end has come so fast |
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And I reach my hand |
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Towards this ocean of despair |
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To grant my soul a lifetime in hell |
