To feel a bleeding soul; Agony of the mind
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The bliss of torment echoes through my brain
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Such waste; A loss of will
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Echoes through lost time
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I curse life, for which I hunger
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I curse life, from which I am bereaved
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I curse the chill of life
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And welcome the warmth of death
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Cancel this state, enter dimension shapeless
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Feeling, bleeding
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Agony of the mind
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The bliss of torment
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Echoes through my brain
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Such waste, loss of will
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Echoes through lost time
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Death shall free my soul
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Nevermore this mental void, out of this void
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Into forthcoming abyss of time
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So you ratify me as insane
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But death is certain anyway
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And life was not meant for me
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My energy will never cease to be
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A new dimension I shall see
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Shapeless my soul shall wander
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Shapeless
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Paradigma |