Not a sound, not a word.
Not a person n sight.
Here, I seal my soul and all of the feelings inside.
Believe me, or believe me not.
Here I sit, I watch as my heart begins to rot.
Am I now blind? I cannot see!
I am in eternal darkness!
My shadow has walked ahead, I am left behind on this lonely night.
My heart has begun to bleed.
A rose at my feet.
All passion is lost.
Sweet suffering, sweet sacrifice.
In a pool of blood I shall sit,
hear my heart scream!
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