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I rained down as a silent sound |
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From abysmal skies that own my torment |
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When the spoils of your return |
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From the black center of buried agony |
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I've arrived from the other side |
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To see the world through dead eyes |
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(Fading in the grey light of desperation) |
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I search for my human form |
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Beyond vast, ungodly graves |
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But the heart recedes further |
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In the twilight of a foreboding dream |
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A black mantle of nothingness |
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Overtakes the last glimmer of hope |
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As tragedy waits to unfold |
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Like a demon on my shoulder |
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My tales of pain and unsettled grief |
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Shall be told in the howl of strong winds |
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Like sordid uncertainty crawling |
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The horns rise towards chaos and unrest |