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by [Lith Ium ]

2007-05-28  |     | 

I sold my soul a thousand times
Within my empty shell
I thought that I was selling lies
I thought there is no hell.

I wonder what's there left to feel
I wonder why I lost
"Now could you make the pain unreal
I'm haunted by your ghost..."

And ocean deep, and sky so gray
Infinity of sin
An angel dark comes with delay
To take my eyes with him.

And on the path of fire-stones
I fear now I am blind
Empty skulls and frozen bones
A tear left, in my mind.

I'm reaching for his icecold wing
He took my light away
And now he leads, I dare to think,
Me, on a silver ray.

I have to play with his cruel dice
And hope one day I'll win
Make him give me back my eyes
And then... I'll play with him.

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