Lights are dim My tearful windows Through which no emotions pass Starvation of senses claws my soul Answer me Are these walls my only shelter From the bleeding atmosphere Take me from this lands "I deliver thee from this agony A storm to cleanse thee" Mine is the right to be Malestrom of the everlost This is the curse of. All is dark All but one aspect of life To be shaceled In a shell, so misleading "These are the shells bestowed upon me" Pass into the darkened of the midnight Sounds, faceless lights Hands tear apart Dissolve possess You alone can take my soul Take flight.
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