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Twisted tight in life's tornequett
I am the shadow of pain,
Showered in the summer rain,
I'm in the tears of god.
In the desert of reality walks the man with the vulture
Waiting for you to die,
He wants to eat your soul, the bird wants to pick the meat from your bones,
The reaper comes in from the shadows of the playful night,
The angels who come to sing their songs
Lull you to heaven,
Right the wrongs,
As you slip into the tranquil peace of eternity
They tear your soul apart,
Send you back into the dark,
Send you back into the dark.
I don't want the light again,
I only want my only friend.
I don't want to see the world, for who she is
She tears me at my skin
I don't want to hear the muffled words of confusion
Please don't send me back to the illusion!
