Your synthetic euphoria has ended
panic is now the only thing coursing through your blood
in desperation you seek some for escape from the vile
creations of your own mind and all you will find in this place is death
descending into a realm of despair reality disfigured beyond recognition
this is...
It's not goodbye
So I'll sing to the grave
I will sing to the grave
There's no light, but it feels like morning
I'll deny 'til I hear the doves sing
It's not goodbye if we meet again
So to you my friend
I will sing to the grave
Put you back together
You will live forever
All the memories you...
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