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￭ in return for your navy blue shirt
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2011-01-03 | |
And I have come to thee. And I am just a shadow
For now I have no body, no human shape at all
Bestow my once-true-virtue and silently Iâ€™ll follow
Like dog follows its master - your footsteps to the wall.
And be it day or winter, and be it night or heat
My faithful heart remains forever in your cage
And itâ€™s for you these songs, the torments of my beat
The restless - shameless running of long forgotten age.
And I bequeath my pieces and all I ever had
To your not-caring hands, my ever-blinded muse
A symphony of corpses, a symphony so sad
For you have turned me mad with all your mind abuse.
I want my innocence that died away the day
I opened you the door, pure evil in disguise
Bestow the Me I long for, the one that fades away
Each day a little more. My love is so unwise.
And you could have it all, you have it all not knowing
Thatâ€™s itâ€™s for you Iâ€™m killing the goodness in mine heart
Open thine eyes and see the things I am not showing
And love me, sweet depression, weâ€™ll never be apart !
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