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The bugles moaned, our bodies failed us.
We hear this talk of brutal enemies;
Lord Honor drinks the most expensive wine,
What honor is it that drives us to kill,
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Are we free?
Freedom is a lie
Freedom is a lie
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The needle lies there slick with blood The darkness slowly swallows this hated world My eyes slide closed, I don't feel like fighting
any more
No final words, no struggeling death
If life was bad,
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Evil is a manifestation It is not a question of have It is a question of want The evil lies within us
And it will be freed
But there are some
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I stand here and feel Now everything seems real Through your gift of love
Your arms are my wall
A warmth encloses all I am
Love me
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Blood Red, Passionate and true. Delicate but oh so strong, Something just like you ![]() |
It circles me It gets closer, ever closer. It feeds on me
It lives off me
It has me now
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The sad life that is mine; Is coming to a close, This day, this time. Many things I haven't done
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