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Crossing the scarlet sea |
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Towards the world within, |
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Here in paradise, the rain tastes like blood. |
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Look into my eyes, eyes that still behold. |
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Raining tears, no whipping clouds, and no liquid gold? |
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Crossing the scarlet sea |
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Towards the world within, |
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Here in paradise, the rain tastes like blood. |
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The sinister sound of my fading breath - |
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An answer to the sweetest kiss of death. |
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And while my life is fading, |
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I feel the rush once more, |
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As it runs, warm and vital, |
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Like it has run before. |
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Look into my eyes, eyes that still behold. |
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Raining tears, no whipping clouds, and no liquid gold? |
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Where my duty? tears, duty? tears I laid, |
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Memories of pain and sorrow, down there in my grave. |
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And while my life is fading, |
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I feel the rush once more, |
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As it runs, warm and vital, |
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Like it has run before. |
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I kiss the soul that fades, |
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The last days of my life, |
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That wipes? our world in mines |
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Of my earthly strive. |
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Drowning in ??? fortune fire, |
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No passion in the light that I admire. |
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??? |
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??? |
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Crossing the scarlet sea |
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Towards the world within, |
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Here in paradise, the rain tastes like blood. |
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And while my life is fading, |
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I feel the rush once more, |
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As it runs, warm and vital, |
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Like it has run before. |
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And while my life is fading, |
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I feel the rush once more, |
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As it runs, warm and vital, |
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Like it has run before. |
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While my life is fading, |
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I feel the rush once more, |
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As it runs, warm and vital, |
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Like it has run before |