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AscendantDreams are like razors I hold in my handMemories bleeding I don't understand Blood stained prayers are left unanswered Fading echoes that no one has heard Every word I have ever written Falls like rain from the dark heavens I lost all control of my heart and soul Now every praise is for whom I toll These mortal moments will be lost in time Like every tear I shed from my eyes Like fallen angels who dream of ascent My every regret becomes a lament |