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Dirge Of The DeceasedCrowds push asideBloody regal gowns Dead holes look in heaven Eternal despair of the world I rinse my hands Filthy of the sight That brings death Guilty is the only one Burning halos Absorb me again Bloody water Dries on my palms Endless silence In a sanctuary Of no thoughts A heavy breath is leading I can see innocent thoughts Struggle in a satin loop Fear and hatred for a human being Created for his similarity Silent, hidden among the boughs A forgotten bastion of imagination I wait for a coming dawn Which will welcome drops of life A fiery sword shows in the distance Slowly falling off dirty feathers When in heaven an omnipotent Angel called his brother "Satan" |