Steal away the darkened pages, hidden so shamefully I'll still feel the violence of the lines I cant stand my laughter as they cry My soul brings tears to angelic eyes
War has withered life, Death has withered war. Bend the blazes of power, Take the Strength of Cain, shrouded as it is, puddle all souls with pain.
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