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The release of the immaterial essence of my life |
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The battle seems endless |
Yet the fight draws to a close |
Death awaits with open arms |
Beckoning with a hope of survival |
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Whos to deny the reaper |
His trophy case plentiful with empty souls |
My soul pulling away from reality |
Stretching into the arms of peace |
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Peace of the encompassing darkness |
That shrouds my heart with every beat |
Cant deny myself the tranquility |
That only comes with death |
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My fight is eternal |
With no chance for repentance |
Willfully giving myself |
To the reapers charm |
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Dont leave me in this state of despair |
I beg you reaper for one slash of your blade |
My soul yearns to be at peace by your side |
Release me from the hands of desolation |
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Only you can revive this tortured soul |
Sending it into a state of eternal bliss |
Release the hold of hatred and despair |
Make me whole once again |
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