Slowly falling, slipping down, but i don't hit the ground
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still my soul is a slave to to the cozen sound
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the benefactor of the worlds, his daughter, just so frail
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in a room of tragedy, illusions to unveil
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the trident-hearing lord of lies, appears in diefferent ray
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his sword of light reflects her delightful face
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not to disregard myself, discharge my enemy
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it manifests in different slaveries
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and as the wind blows in cold inside the room
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her angel wings now keenly hurt me too
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blood on my hands, a painful legacy
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a foresight might, a magic enemy
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but i can't hide myself this way
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she looked at me and slipped away
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when you hear me with all the brightness you've been told
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when you fear me sharp as a razor with a heard of gold
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when you feel me, strange and beautiful and pain,
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when you... fear my ...
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soul temptation on and on again...
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blood rains from heaven now, with every word she says
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but she won't turn her angel eyes again my way
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it's reeling in my bones, as darkness is released
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as my tears will drift me out,
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more than i can't believe
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a fierce revenge on you, abanding all my shame
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you'll never hurt me so, never do the same
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i'll try to wahs away my pain, my spirit, flesh and bone
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as teardrops are falling one by one
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let me do it... alluring prophecies
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my inner fear of this divine obscurity
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all the whispers, my soul will ever harm
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from a whisper... into the dawn
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i'll never thought i'd rest my life
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as skanda rules my health and pride
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The Trinity Of Lust: Soul Temptation
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| BrainStorm |
