Sitting in the dark
Sourrounding wall by wall
Of eyes glowing red
But as black can ever be
Whispering in your ear
Of the smell of death
The sounds of breaking glass
Yes the bloody red
Glazes cross the shine
Of your broken, shattered heart
Once remembered happy times
Yet now all lost in sound of maddness
No escape, to save a pedal
To save your shattered soul
Upon this wooden alter
Theres no savior now
All is lost forever now
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