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A Song about tears and all the nice things in life |
| I am no devil that rules freely in the world of gushing grey but people see the horns of hatred planted juvenile prejudiced feelings tucked away hope will not fall onto you, because life is too concise for tears of insanity The slow movement of tears rolling, falling breaking in shattered pieces of malignity smiles filled with hostility laughter from crying the song of sombreness, nightmares will become friends Life is filled with monotonous movements, moments consecrated with blood red velvet colour of the blind, seen to be unseen, lit by the fire of emptiness, lonesome words for the deprived, When nightmares become friends, when dreams enemies the song of sombreness is your friend for live through the darkened halls The slow movement of tears rolling, falling breaking in shattered pieces of malignity smiles filled with hostility laughter from crying the song of sombreness, because life is too concise for tears of insanity. |