And while the sun is falling I drink
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to the eclipse of my mind,
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each breath's a torture, I'm sinking
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into bittersweet oblivion.
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Giants we were, inaccessible,
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out of the reach of gods and demons,
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heroes we were, in shining armour,
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full of confidence and belief.
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And while the red stones cry I fall
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into a world of grey.
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Into the stiffened silence I call
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for me, for you, for us.
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And while the tide is low I try
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to get to the other side.
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You left me behind, I'm crying
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while the flood is drowning me.
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Majesties we were, full of glory,
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in a crystal solitude,
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martyrs we were, bleeding as one,
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you for long, me forever.
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And while the red stones cry I fall
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into a world of grey.
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Into the stiffened silence I call
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for me, for you, for us.
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Requiem
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| Gardens Of Gehenna |
