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---by Silencening |
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Moon has reflected into her eyes |
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In wavy hair, obscurity of night flies |
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And there, there, on the hill |
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She keeps alluring me |
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In her pathetic eyes |
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I see my pain... The truth and lies |
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I scratch by nails the windows, painted black |
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And watch her dark mess through the crack |
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She walks among the graves |
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Under the moon and rains |
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The fire cares her face |
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Dancing in twilight's grace... Tonight |
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I damn myself, I damn my life |
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Tempted and blinded like a fool... |
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Beholder of amazing night witch |
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Her sight is breaking off a mist |
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Being thawn in gloomy light of twist |
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I am chained to a window crack |
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There is no salvation, and there's no way back |
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My fingers are bleeding and hurt |
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Behind the wall I hear the words |
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The key is unlocking my door |
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My executioner came, It is a confirm |
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Her reflections are everywhere |
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She seems to be true |
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I hear the bells of my death |
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But it has no value |
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Now, my death is amusing the crowd |
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But I don't, I don't here them loud |
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I'm free, I'm going to her |
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To the hill to meet her and to serve |