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...And All Was Dying...

In The Eyes Of The Dead, I See My Reflection

In The Eyes Of The Dead, I See My Temptation

The Being I Pray For Mocks My Breath

The Reson I Live For Is To Live For Death

In The Eyes Of The Dead I Will Wake

In The Eyes Of The Dead This Journey Is Mine To Take

The Being I Pray For Mocks My Breath

The Reason I Live For Is To Pray For Death

Pray For Death..... Pray

The Night That Death Was Born

To Me He Came Crawling

For No Life Shall Be Mourned

...And All Was Dying...