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I have tasted your blood before |
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And bled while you walked away |
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I've seen Hell through the eyes of the ruined |
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I have walked with the feet of the dead |
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Looking for a chance to make something from nothing |
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My nothing rain poured down upon the streets |
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Paved with the open chests of the brokenhearted |
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And misbegotten the truth of nothing is as it seems |
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Everything is black and the light at the end of the tunnel |
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Is the fire that burns us bring another pain |
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Someday when we are not distant |
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The same life we share will be bound again |
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In this day of decay we found |
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Both our seperate paths to take |
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This tired life of mine feels constructed for you |
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Once more please don't repent |
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I've sent for you |
