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I can hear your yearnings
your anguished cries
let the nourishment pass you by
as it leaves you without
without a trace
it leaves you without the scars
it's a day of the ruins
the time of your relief
it's a day of the judgements
the day of your beliefs
bitter is the end
the end of your cry
let your nourishment pass you by
it'll leave you without
without your faith
it'll leave you without your grace
it's a day of the ruins
the time of your relief
it's a day of the judgements
the day of your beliefs
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I hear you
hear your worthless speech
unheard and sensational
feeding my comprehension
let me see beyond all additional
show me something real
something low and dramatical
when all this sinful glittery
is still too much to see
taste the death from my hand
cleanse your senses
take the death from my hands
please your senses
I fear you
planetary misfortune
who will pray for my hallucinations
I'm not attuned
when you fold your hands
it's a wave of the salvation
and their slaves are their kings
futility of this creation
stand before the illusionist
the man of misapprehension
taste the death from my hand
cleanse your senses
take the death from my hands
please your senses
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Kiss the devil's mark
like a self-denial without temptation
she suffers from shame
prodigious perversions
it's her final dimension
feel affection for her longings
lamentation for no reason why
deep mistrust over matter
seduce it's will to melt away
she's plagued with pain
making me insane
passionate repulsion
kiss the evil inside
that you cannot deny
smiling at your sufferings
feel affection for her longings
lamentation for no reason why
deep mistrust over matter
seduce its will to melt away
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Feel the ground
the mourning soil
close your eyes and lay
confront the passage of time
eternity which you cannot betray
barter away this haziness
down to earth this sparkling distress
thereafter you calling me hallowed
barter away this haziness
down to earth this sparkling distress
thereafter you calling me hallowed
sadness eclipsed
passing your heart
calling out the shadows from the dark
you still believe
that your life was empty
and now all that has gone
barter away this haziness
down to earth this sparkling distress
thereafter you calling me hallowed
barter away this haziness
down to earth this sparkling distress
thereafter you calling me hallowed
down to earth this sparkling distress
down to earth this sparkling distress
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Nothing is more than too much
I'm waiting for the tarnishing touch
you wish for the last kiss goodbye
like the child that cannot lie
I walk
away now from you
and your sun
it goes down from you
as I walk
away now from you
and from
from your sun
holding the wounds of the bleeding souls
you summon all the restless folk
to share the feast of anxiety
like the spawn that cannot breed
I walk
away now from you
and your sun
it goes down from you
as I walk
away now from you
and from
from your sun
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Blackness falls on empty calmness
the night is full
I kissed the frozen sweetness
the mist around my grief
don't let the past wear you down
let go of the life that haunts you tonight
don't let the silence take the sound
alone and isolated
ethereal solitude
you can keep all your secrets
there's no one to hold on to
don't let the past wear you down
let go of the life that haunts you tonight
don't let the silence take the sound
don't let the past wear you down
let go of the life that haunts you tonight
don't let the silence take the sound
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There's no existing misery
that just fades away
faint hearted mindless tracks
through the wicked world
the world of today
and all the people
wait too long
makes them hate too much
foolishness fills this empty space
misgiving all the fortune
misgiving all the luck
stay clear of the killing goodness
the greed of the dying gods
can't you feel the raging darkness
the eyes stare at your heart
I see you dancing with the doomed
backwards to the womb
the spiral of life comes to the end
darkness will descend
it will descend
and all the people
wait too long
makes them hate too much
foolishness fills this empty space
misgiving all the fortune
misgiving all the luck
and all the people
wait too long
makes them hate too much
foolishness fills this empty space
misgiving all the fortune
misgiving all the luck
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The god of deception
a man with your face
see him still wondering
searching for your grave
needles called luster
it's only a one night stand
and you are six feet under
dead by your own hand
as you lost your destination
something drilled holes in your soul
it's time to meet your maker
raise the relief on your temple
as you lost your destination
something drilled holes in your soul
it's time to meet your maker
raise the relief on your temple
make them blame themselves
regret the deceased
until the truth kills it's novelty
attrition of their beliefs
as you lost your destination
something drilled holes in your soul
it's time to meet your maker
raise the relief on your temple
it's the pain that calls the tune
those heartbreaking moments
mislaid it all
all the happiness
you can die at your leisure
make them blame themselves
regret the deceased
until the truth kills its novelty
attrition of their beliefs
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I climb to the higher ground
to see what's behind the sun
step on the hands made out of clay
the hands of stained mortals
all there is and all you'll have
bless the one who cannot cry
there is no night
there is no sunlight
until you refuse to die
I'd let you sleep now
but I don't know how
I'd let you grieve now
but I don't know how
I chant the songs of madness
to be the chosen one
still all these bleeding wounds
cannot be cured by sadness
all there is and all you'll have
bless the one who cannot cry
there is no night
there is no sunlight
until you refuse to die
I'd let you sleep now
but I don't know how
I'd let you grieve now
but I don't know how
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I let you take
this breeding sorrow
you're too close to see
as the pride inside of you
is smashed to smithereens
this fire hunts the soulless and the weak
bursting out the madness in me
and through all the that fear I have to keep
I still pretend to be real
you can't resist
all those fools beside you
spread your arms and share
this hatred with me
as it smashes your soul to smithereens
this fire hunts the soulless and the weak
bursting out the madness in me
and through all the that fear I have to keep
I still pretend to be real
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