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KEEPSAKE
Your suffering my call This lack of will your fall As time stands still you ponder more There's no way out as your blood hits hits the floor You've built this throne i've made you blind Thoughts of changing you come to my mind I have these other thoughts That come to my mind This feat so easily Achieved to end your life with mine Now you beg for your deprogram Your tears begin to stain This rope which holds you tight My apathy now becomes your pain This wood is old And the floor's About to go and the moon The only light we see I take a glance As the clock begins to move Now it's time You must end your life With me as we bleed You take from me My love so strong This ascendancy Your suffering my call This lack of will your fall [x4] I'm afraid of heaven I'm afraid of hell A child should not be Subjected to images of these
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