I spent some time just thinking About the things you`re feeling Bitter tears from cold eyes Take some time to realize
In the white of your eyes I see myself Dragging your precious soul straight to hell Deep within my mind that`s where you hide Rid myself of all this wretched pride
A selfless image on a tree Conquered death, no more to bleed If you die before I wake Who will come your soul to take
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