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Gaze into my broken eyes, where laughter and sorrow collide.
Crestfallen voices from the past,
haunting me
She calls me
another perilous ride through the underworld
another fiery night in
Per me si va ne la citta dolente
Per me
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awakening in another realm
in a distant time and place
Bring the black box to the altar
Now raise your
A beginning brings forth questions.
Answered are these with lie
I was born in the sign of Racea
From lakes
Watching the universe evaporate into aloof depths
As the realm
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Eerily howling winds, hear the wolves cry.
Cries of hunger,
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