Hold diamonds to the sun
Sparkling misconception
Statement:
"We're the ones that aren't afraid to die." Ashes
After this battle we laugh at the thought of innocence
"Remorse!" I scream for
Pride roses platinum gold rubies
A transparent portrait
The grave widens and the masses are mindlessly marching to the necropolis. There is no mystery here
Nothing to grasp but adjacent bodies. The cessation movement is synchronized. Emotional poorness cannot be hidden by ivory
We can't let this come between us
Here I lie myself down
I surrender. At what I've done
I'm ashamed
On this raised platform I compose the memoir of unworthiness
Drunken with the spirits of Godlessness. Spirits of doom. Devil jaws on your throat. Onward period die
Emeralds hold no hope (Hope yeah)
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