They're coming 'round again. I've returned and they've been waiting.
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Their aged offererings received and returned, passed through wet eyes.
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I tremble as I feel them rolling in for, my sins, the old ghosts know.
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So chilling as I feel them mourn within my soul. As the mourning grows.
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Unfold before me. Turn back the page again.
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Twenty four hours spent wishing that the day was never ending.
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Shadows of glory shading my heart again.
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Recall the summer when I left my heart to cool beneath the shadows I'm coming 'round again.
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I've returned and no one's waiting.
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I strain my eyes to see but it's so hard to read the old tags on the fallen walls.
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Weathered Tome
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| AFI |
