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Coldness, angels to stop the mourning

Paralysed to avoid the flames of death

Inner corruption turns everything to black

Throughout the ages of endless misery

And we keep searching for something else

We keep on searching for someting else

Black widow's web covers souls of clay

The sun burns red everywhere I've been

Obedient servants, blind and lost forever

Condemned to dust, crippled beggars

Eternally

And we keep searching for something else

We keep on searching for someting else

The dark within us all will prevail