My mind is in decay, worn down by voices of those who felt betrayed. Polychrome picture, repainted in gray. The clock ticks mercilessly to cast a shadow onto its prey.

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Abandoned by the deceiving light, seek the abyss, drown in the night! Mother Nyx, in your arms I'll be reborn, 'cause the halcyon days won't return with dawn.

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A phantom of a spotless past, absorbed by a flood that will tear down my mask. Violent kiss of an elysian seed, forced onto barren lands, dried out by the heat.

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Hidden dichotomy, forever set in stone. Xenolithic, a prison I call home.

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Force-feeding eye of the vengeful one, even I am a breed of a wasted sun. How shall I trust in the crimson above when the zenith that it reaches never bears fruit of love?

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And I've seen too many winters, too many winters to expect my rescue from the cold. Rescue from the cold. Expect my rescue from the cold.

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A phantom of a spotless past, absorbed by a flood that will tear down my mask. Violent kiss of an elysian seed, forced onto barren lands, dried out by the heat, dried out by the heat, dried out by the heat.

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Shall I surrender to hands that command me to stay? Shall I erase what the tides once have swept away? My mind is in decay.

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A phantom of a spotless past, absorbed by a flood that will tear down my mask. Violent kiss of an elysian seed, they close the celestial gate as I'm screaming in defeat.

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