I lost more I ever gained
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far away, far away...
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Thunder die, heartache cry
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Star-crossed light never meant far, far away...
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Whisper trance-enchants and fear!
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Light and fags, hope and fear
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Start to think and start to hear
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my voice soft, wit and charm
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Off I rise, twilight-path
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Never saw such trembling harm
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Cut-tongued spheres to appear
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falling down so fresh and free
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Flat my voice, wake or sleep
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I have met within my dreams
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Never feel a calm so deep
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How can grief break the wall
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to my long, long promised way?
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But my sake I will break,
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break in pieces never seen
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Senca, nevermore...
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Beauty, pleasure, youth
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which one will I choose
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to uphold my wounds?
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Beauty, pleasure, youth
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two of them to lose
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to avoid my tomb
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Senca
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| Darkseed |
