I've heard, your vicious words You know by now, it takes a lot to see me hurt And I couldn't take it any other way But there's a price I have to pay
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I've heard, your vicious words You know by now, it takes a lot to see me hurt And I couldn't take it any other way But there's a price I have to pay
You know what would happen if he found you, Dirtamen. You know and you're still in full flight as if this is your purpose and reason for such ridiculous painstaking care of nameless carcasses. This faith through the sweetness of its song closes your eyes to the verity - cold mind of yours has never failed you.
Wounds are Shadows are secretly sudden Makes them disappear now It feels so good somehow
The armor was warm. It was alive. It was separate. It was foreign. Shame manifested itself as patches of coldness on the skin. It was stuffy. The feelings entwined into a tight tangle are stuck somewhere in the throat, a cry that would never be heard. The heart was fluttering like a bird in the chest, listening to the voice, tearing at the bones with careless attempts to escape. To run away. The affectionate words left a mark on the back of her mind, which she could no longer control. He says you haven't done enough. Not enough.
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Be in a rage, little moon, for it becomes you Doubt, for doubt may lead you to me. And I will embrace you, even if you cannot embrace yourself. I shall give what you are deserve
Yet now I must be harsh with you Though I do not believe it can harm upon you The same cannot be said about your beloved pride
Now open it. We need to cauterize it
I could be the hangman
And you could be my rope
Words are left unspoken
As our opposites attract
Both of us are broken
And we both ignore the fact
We're almost perfect
Then the serpent And the wolf The thurses Of fire They will fight They will fall Find their end for all times
Then the gods And the dead And the timid And the brave They will fight They will fall Find their end for all times
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Für dich verlier' ich mich Auf dem weg zur ewigkeit
Let's try to forget That we are ill, About the irreparable, the incurable, About what we can't Speak aloud until the very end About what we haven't been able to say out loud to the end Let's try to breathe At the same moment And be a continuation And a reflection of each other Over the abyss of separation