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I drown... |
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For too long |
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I felt the winter's breath |
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The rain keeps falling down into my soul |
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Thorns cover my grave... they hurt within me |
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I wonder how death shall ever set me free |
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When I cannot close my eyes |
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I wonder how death shall ever set me free |
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When there's even in this darkness no place for us to be |
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Wish I could kill myself again |
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The spectral lights would fade away |
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And I... A thousand voices in my mind |
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A thousand empty faces starring at me |
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A thousand lies |
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I can't forget |
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And one single life |
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I do regret |
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The only thing left of me... an aura cold and blue |
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As the banshees embrace me with a sigh |
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I am gone... |
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The autumn's song is guiding me |
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With the sound of the weeping rain |
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I fall asleep |
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And the thorns, that cover my grave? |
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They hurt no more |