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Haunted nights for haleyon days |
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Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice |
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Nature's way struck grief in me |
| [02:01.66] |
And I became a ghost in sickness |
| [02:04.75] |
Willingly guided into heresy |
| [02:09.29] |
Beneath the surface, stark emptiness |
| [02:14.83] |
And you'd pity my conviction |
| [02:18.39] |
Whereas I thought of myself as a leader |
| [02:38.15] |
You'd cling to your pleasant hope |
| [02:48.66] |
It is twisted fascination |
| [02:53.57] |
While I'd ruin the obstacles into despair |
| [03:01.97] |
And I'm praising death |
| [03:58.32] |
Lost love of the heart |
| [04:05.39] |
In a holocaust scene memory |
| [05:15.07] |
Decrepit body wearing transparent skin |
| [05:23.15] |
Inside, the smoke of failure |
| [05:44.35] |
Wept for solace and submit to faith |
| [05:54.61] |
In his shadow I'm choking Yet flourishing |
| [06:03.03] |
Master |
| [06:07.47] |
A delusion made me stronger |
| [06:08.59] |
Yet I'm draped in pale withering flesh |
| [06:12.63] |
I sacrificed more than I had |
| [06:15.66] |
And left my woes beneath the mire |
