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Awakening my dead soul... (with Reading)

Among the garden of graves.
Your blood feeds the need to live.
And the passion only grows.
Waking the dead with your call.

My screams swaying against you.
Petals grasping the fallen.
Not salvation, but you will come.
Each sin feeding my hell.

Made to lie in tainted fields.
Filth seeping from my mind
Into your darkened chambers.
Beating in me to the rhythm.

A Symphony of Sin so deep
This descending staircase leading,
Into mixed insanity for two.
Where innocence died long ago.

But this Garden of Graves is alive.
You are the necromancer.
Calling to me for company.
So that you don't feel dead inside.
Written by KristinaX
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Video and music royalty free credit to Karl Casey @ White Bat Audio. Thanks Karl. ;)
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