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So soon the moon will come unfold her robe of constellations |
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And for a time the night was mine in endless fascination |
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But now she brings me only shadows and a host of memories |
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Marching on |
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Endlessly |
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Like a ghostly brigade |
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Marching on - Doomed parade |
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But now she's gone away (She was here) |
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Forever, I'm afraid (She was real) |
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No longer shall the night, from the sun |
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Provide its blessed shade |
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I saw her with my eyes (She was real) |
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I touched her with my hands (She was here) |
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Right here in this room it was She whispered in my ear |
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Lost forever... to hell. |
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Here is a wound, To go with your uniform |
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Here is a message, you'll never forget |
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Back in your tomb, reaping your true reward |
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The path you have chosen, you'll learn to regret |
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"Sleep, angel sleep. |
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Be not a ghost trapped in the light |
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Be as the day, and pass away |
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Into the night." |
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The night moves like a glacier, slow and cold |
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Yet rage takes over as I see the plan unfold |
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So that's your game, to take away the only friend I?ve ever made |
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In this place |
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How we laughed |
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At the ghostly brigade |
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Marching on - Doomed parade |
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I must say I'm impressed |
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Such cruelty in a jest |
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The depth of your malevolence, the fools would never guess |
