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Principles of Silence
Blood and mists
Just silence…
Eternal struggle between crypts of time
My lips are frozen
My eyes, made of crystal
I am made of nothing…
I hear, but not your voice
I see, but not your essence
I feel, but not you…
My soul is trapped in stillness
Frozen in time.
I feel the pain, I feel you
Just silence…
Are you the fire?
That fire that burns my frozen lips,
And melts my skin
Yes, you are the pain…
You are…. to blame…
Kill me! So I’ll be immortal,
The first life is the hardest to take.
When I’ll be dead,
Another me shall rise and walk
Step over your dreams,
Poison your blood
And burn your eyes…
I’ll do it all
Only to protect my grave
Together with my corpse
From you…
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