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In The Grace Of Night A Lake Reflects My Very Being
My Eyes Shine The Elegant Beauty Of Dread
I Feel The End Is Near...

The Wind Flows Around Me Like Razors In A Gust
My Paper Skin Bleeds A Bright Crimson
Clenching This Dagger Bruises My Hands...

Standing Over My Victim...No...A Murderer
The Breeze Flows Through His Stab Wounds
He Killed Her...I Killed Him...

You Didn't Get Away, Did You
I Call This Vengeance, But I Won't Call It Justice
She Hurt You Too...

The Most Unfaithful Summoned Her Demise
She Twisted Your Love To An Obsession
She Made Me Your Enemy...

She Wanted Us Like Trophies, Unethical
My Best Friend Could Never Hate Me
He Destroys What Destroys Us...

Shocked And Unaware, I Find Myself Killing You
Your Eyes Dulled In Peace And Sanctity
The Final Words Escape Your Lips...

I've Lost A Thousand Loves...But I've Never Lost A Friend...

He Dies In My Arms As I Scream To The Sky
I Leave With My Dagger, This Memento
Forever To Remind Me Of Today...

The Curtains Close...The Sky Fades To Black...