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and i walk in the shadows of night the moon lit path and a demons grasp on my heart for i to depart from the mainstream of life and on the streets i roam once again my home that i will never transcend

i alone move this world of mine and one more time i move to attack all before the last call to die and i cry a tear of blood as my soul floods the streets of gold with my thoughts that mold purity into a thing not pure and for me no cure i walk alone on this killer night