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The thought of you - a quiet bane
for my heaven, my unfeeling dusk.
The great ocean buries tears again -
bleeding shadow of a painful lust.
An ocean deeper then the eyes
of the demon that grows inside,
kills the sinners, leaves the vice,
you and death are left in sight...
for my heaven, my unfeeling dusk.
The great ocean buries tears again -
bleeding shadow of a painful lust.
An ocean deeper then the eyes
of the demon that grows inside,
kills the sinners, leaves the vice,
you and death are left in sight...
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