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My Plea
Even in death i'll think of you,for i'm sure the hands of time will run slow;gallows poles,hangmans noose,purgatory,betrail,total confusion.My one final sin is to dance the dance of death;black knights,hold tight.War and chao's go hand in hand,pain&suffering is all i know.I once loved,now turned to hate,screaming in the night i would die for her,suicide looked so appetizing,remnants of my inner war,cemetary gates open "calling"haunted lullabys,black angels,paranoia,happiness i no longer feel,pure darkness,hatred "hell"a one way ticket,black magic,white magic,what's right,whats wrong ,promises broken,crucified,dying for me,why not let me die!
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