suffer with me
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or you will see the end of time
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the figure you are dreaming of
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the shapes of those are mine
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come in my mind
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coming with the tides
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are roaring waves of doom
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darkness we'll find, soon
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if you listen to my cries then you won't miss
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the prophecies I tell to everyone of you
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I see you're frail, never have I seen my inner self so black
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every twig I try to grab
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is si fearfull it will crack
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my lungs are screaming
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because my heart is too shy to explain
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you're born to fail
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never will I find the rest
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untill I'm lost and gone
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and my blood poors down the drain
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from beneath the earth I rumble and I bait
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I've resigned myself without resistance to my fate
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I drag you down
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now I'm dead and what I did was useless to you all
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you're down with me
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the only thing I still maintain is making you even worse than me
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and dragging you down within my fall
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cry for me and for the world
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because where I look it is black I find
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cry for me because I have unfurled
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I have found
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the dark side of my mind
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The Dark Side
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| Orphanage |
