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Origins of Cold Eyes
In the dark's conceivable ravaged by loneliness
and the shadows of my mind whispering still
haunting the memories dripping from the quill
listening to my muse echo from the veil
with caged tongue naked in origins of cold eyes
swallowing my soul of dust lost beneath the stone
and the shadows of my mind whispering still
haunting the memories dripping from the quill
listening to my muse echo from the veil
with caged tongue naked in origins of cold eyes
swallowing my soul of dust lost beneath the stone
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