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Sounds of laughter in the air

Passing as I choose my path

I've been doing awful things again

But I am over their pitiful stares

I went out into the fog looking for solitude

Then there you stood, like a mirage,

A demon from an old hell

Staring with burning eyes

Unable to hurt me on my side

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Now you dwell in shadows

Darker than my own

Clinging to the hand of the cold

The dead child of your shallow dream

You chose this path

You chose your pain

I chose to give to you no more

But I am not one to run away

Yes, I’m still lonesome

– but hardly as poor as you

And here I am

Still keeping you alive

In my dreams I watch you

Writhing - as I release you

Over again - plunging the tenth

Sword into your back

I watch you dreaming,

Lying there so peaceful, so quiet

Lying in the dawn -

Blending dream and truth -

No, you couldn’t die

When at night I still stoke your hand

Piece of the broken things

On an altar beside my bed

Your shadow

My lunacy

Now you dwell in shadows

Darker than my own

Clinging to the hand of the cold

The dead child of your shallow dream

You chose this path

You chose your pain

I choose to give to you no more

But I am not one to run away

Yes, I’m still lonesome

– but hardly as forlorn as you