End Burning lips Keeping me Forever counting the days Nights Hands untied Screaming from beneath The end Nocturnally Turning to the blackest Internally Rolling beneath it No looking back No one there to tame us Our dying breed Take me to the dark Fire out Still I see What I have come for The wait Fight Battle grounds Keep me from the dark Nocturnally Turning to the blackest Come back to me Peel away the layers So I can see Turn the wheel faster So far away I can feel you coming
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