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I have seen the Blackness in your Mind |
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I have touched your frozen Soul |
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You feel Death and Poison in my veins |
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They would scream for the Permanence of Pain |
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In my Seas of Emptiness they would never reach the Shore |
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They would mourn to feel the Shelter of Death |
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In my Seas of Emptiness they would try to reach the Shore |
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Embryonic State turns off from the Shelter of Death |
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I may drown in the Blackness of your Blood |
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I may touch your rotting world |
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You feel Death and Poison in my veins |
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They would scream for the Permanence of Pain |
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In my Seas of Emptiness they would never reach the Shore |
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They would mourn to feel the Shelter of Death |
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In my Seas of Emptiness they would try to reach the Shore |
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Embryonic State turns off from the Shelter of Death |
