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Mine is pure darkness |
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It is as blackness is |
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Damn the light which comes from |
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You as a moth to flame |
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I burnIn the twilight of morning |
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I rest my weary eyes |
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For the benefits of the nights bounty were many |
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My soul has been redeemed, with those of others |
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I missed my love tonight |
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Hiding behind the figure |
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I cannot bare to face |
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That of a dead profit |
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And his beast of burden |
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Thorns ripping through his brow |
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Skin soft and white, eyes fire and ice |
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Just as I recall |
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Not longer than nine score |
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Certainly food for the |
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GodsAnd fit for a prince |
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Her throat |
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I'll have it now |
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I will have her, she is mine |
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Rise of the sun, my test of time |
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And when shadows fall on unholy ground |
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It's time to sleep again |
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As consciousness slips into blackness |
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I rise to nights warm embrace |
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And though my blood runs cold |
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I know my love will be alone |
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And my mortal heart shall beat again |
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Like it did ten thousand years ago |
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Forbidden love can only taste this sweet |
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Not like the others so incomplete |
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The symbolic arrow that pierces my heart |
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Takes the shape of a wooden stare |
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Now I am the one crucified |
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For her immortal heart |
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I'd give my own |
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And die for mankind's sins |
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But that is not the nature of this beast, |
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I am denied |
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I will have her, she is mine |
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Rise of the sun, my test of time |
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When shadows fall on unholy ground |
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I will make her mine |