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Sing me a song of happier times Do you remember the days when we lived our lives not knowing what we held not knowing what we'd los..

The night fell again once again and in it I I wasn't like I had been Found us on concrete creeping through dark motionless stre..

The everstill strings of gold beneath my hometown rest interwoven in our childhoods like daydreams of prosperity We sense no vibration..

If you wish hard enough you will see them too they can make you think of missed possibilities Maybe I can be a god of another world..

Sometimes I wonder if it’s the torment driving us forward… Lying in the bed head placed on pillow take another one ..

Whisper my name like a sensation of death then tape your lips and turn away Run The train light chases Railroads are foreign..

The ink convolutes on paper white I can hear the running water beneath the wooden bridge The portal must be open Strokes for ca..

An abomination of perversion; Like birds to nest, Tempted I find myself To succumb to this starlit gaze. The distance shortens continuous..

Venture inside the well of broken bones Lurking await the skulls of fallen kings From biting cold or sickness in their breath Comes a shout fil..

Peace I haven't found And I have sought Oh, so endlessly Into the abyss and through The depths of hell and above For heaven was a lie. Car..