Ashes to ashes dust to dust
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Beautiful child turnig into stone
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With your eyes so dim I shudder
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Bitterness runs through your soul
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Like small children
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Confusion dances in the dusk of your mind
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Echange your blessings for deceptions good night kiss
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Skin like winter
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Cherished one fading away
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I can see your breath begging to resurrect into death
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Hiding scars back laced with splinters
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Audience of a congregation make your way to the front
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Close your eyes and grieve
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You played your part so well
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Circle IV The Hoarders And The Spendthrifts: Skin Like Winter
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| Zao |
