Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble

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lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming

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The pretense of deep affection is given as innocence’s is spilled

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The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers

spoken secrets in star dust are fading dreams in a haze

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I fell for a vision in a dream it was more stunning

Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers

The patrons were waiting for their wings of heaven doves as the bar room