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By Bella Morte, Nothing left to say
And all I've left to do
Is run
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By Bella Morte, The ice runs on for miles
With solitude so close
We
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By Bella Morte, There's nothing more here and nothing's changed
But hate still burns
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By Bella Morte, I woke up dead to find that everything had changed
The
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By Bella Morte, I woke up dead to find that everything had changed
The
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By Bella Morte, The book is found, the pages read
As times fallen and
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By Bella Morte, Dig the grave with sweat and spade
To the ground the
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By Bella Morte, Well I’ve never been accused of being a good man
And
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By Bella Morte, The end has come too soon, And all is faded
Our
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By Bella Morte, Long
I've been waiting so long here
I've waited for years
For a
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By Bella Morte, We wander from the grave
With grey and clouded eyes
And death
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By Bella Morte, I don’t know why things seem so faint
I speak aloud
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By Bella Morte, The reason finds the aching sky
And torment learns its name
Fading
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By Bella Morte, I'm alone sitting with my empty glass
My four walls follow
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By Bella Morte, And this silence is her life
Falling fast into the dark
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By Bella Morte, Here shadows move of their own will
Through the twilight
I call
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By Bella Morte, Darkness comes like fear into the
waiting world tonight
I watch the
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By Bella Morte, Night rises through the light, Everything is shadow but
The grey
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By Bella Morte, I want nothing more than this
All my life I've been
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By Bella Morte, In the gloom of dead night
Whispers reach your ears
Claws scrape
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By Bella Morte, I've waited long
For a day
That I pray will come to
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By Bella Morte, I've waited long.
For a day.
That I pray will come to
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By Bella Morte, Her chamber waits through timeless days
For her lost warmth and
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By Bella Morte, Instrumental
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By Bella Morte, I'm alone
sitting with my empty glass
my four walls
follow me through
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By Bella Morte, Well I was stranded, one million miles from earth
The safety
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By Bella Morte, ·::instrumental::·
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By Bella Morte, I think with teary eyes of you my love on
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By Bella Morte, Nothing left to say
And all I've left to do
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By Bella Morte, Scented pain and seperation defies the physics and the form
