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My Nevermore
Time has singled me out, without a doubt
My insides are cold, confusions unfold
Ice age reckoning, frozen years melt away
Picking dreams from a garden of memories
A flashback blows off a casual moment
The roots of my mindset are rediscovered
Never asked for pity, or a severed reality
Tempted as always, signs of defiance and sin
...The true mark of a shallow soul
One's vicious cycle, echoes from down below
Hunters stalk about my isolation
Smolder my fantasies, invade my intimacy
Skies of remorse flee this drifter's regrets
A silent beholder lurks beyond my solitude
What is a fallen quest supposed to believe in?
Dark reflections light my fountain of deliverance
All are present for the homecoming of my soul
Sighing angels are run over by wheels of rebellion
I take my place on the throne of evil intent
Bridge this lack of courage with my world of fear
Mother of repent, embrace this lost child
Defend me against the wills and fashions of deceit
Protect your dearly beloved from a lonely death
My despair is done marking its territory
For the shadows of serenity remain to be seen
My insides are cold, confusions unfold
Ice age reckoning, frozen years melt away
Picking dreams from a garden of memories
A flashback blows off a casual moment
The roots of my mindset are rediscovered
Never asked for pity, or a severed reality
Tempted as always, signs of defiance and sin
...The true mark of a shallow soul
One's vicious cycle, echoes from down below
Hunters stalk about my isolation
Smolder my fantasies, invade my intimacy
Skies of remorse flee this drifter's regrets
A silent beholder lurks beyond my solitude
What is a fallen quest supposed to believe in?
Dark reflections light my fountain of deliverance
All are present for the homecoming of my soul
Sighing angels are run over by wheels of rebellion
I take my place on the throne of evil intent
Bridge this lack of courage with my world of fear
Mother of repent, embrace this lost child
Defend me against the wills and fashions of deceit
Protect your dearly beloved from a lonely death
My despair is done marking its territory
For the shadows of serenity remain to be seen
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