Close your eyes The rain won't wash away Close your eyes The rain won't wash away The silence isn't complete The rush and defeat But I'll stay, if you
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Standing in a pool of blood Amnesia My beloved ones in oiles Injustice : i?m alive Blood on my hands Now I remember their faces Horrified, in a moment
Searching everywhere But always in the wrong places For something Anything to make me whole These open wounds don?t seem to heal Something is missing
Manacled into submission You?ve let go of control The rules are mine in this game of ours Face down, down look at me ! All you feel is my smell And the
Manifestations of eternal spirits Confused souls of murdered people Infesting our bodies Yet so bizarre You dedicate your lives to exorcism Indeed, you
Rain falls on sunny memories In this trampled heart of mine I feel sick and my knuckles bleed I was sold by the goddess Whom i?d worship and adore But
What was meant to sleep Is now awakening In a second you crush All that i?ve tried to rebuild Insult to injury, time and time again You play to the
Drawn by a sad melody I enter this old theatre I walk through corridors But for the music all is still I reckon i?m late for the show Strange to say
Desperate to be admired But in the eyes of others, another clown Spending and spoiling his energy Forever lost in reverie Joined the circus at seventeen
Tempted to believe ? Even I, in my solitude Cried for help and wished for That someone would be there for me Better grieved than fooled And i?m prepared
Ever unexplored road On which the madness walks Opened in front of you Waiting for your first step Without hesitation you stepped On the path of
she's still nowhere near And the thought comes closely followed by the fear And the thought of it Makes you feel a bit ...Ill Despair in the departure
And souvenirs to hold tight Just a passenger on your jetliner Crashing to the ground But the impact doesn't make a sound Well a lesson to be learned From your departure
He was in his room, half awake, half asleep The walls of the room seem to alter angles Elongating and shrinking alternately Then twisting around completely
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We are in this world not of it. Spreading like vermin the last of the breed. Screaming into an urban wind broken glass asphalt undertow trash blows
Put on your suit and your tie and get in the car you don?t want to be late, everyone is here for you waiting for you, you?ll be alright Don?t worry
