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In these words that crash my
I now stomach in fear
the turn I gathered name as the bastard's son
Who by fire I come
Through this wire I cut
Atop tower of loss and lust

gravitate towards you
I in the now hate you

I'll make you
You hadn't our time before
I'll live this in a manner
at my own accord

If my shame spills our worth this floor
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning IV
Only I even think of you
No, I don't want to of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

In my you might wake
this fiction I must fake
Your death to grace, the face of my
With these he might learn
All the worlds here must burn
For as God demands in the end we

If my shame our worth across this floor
tonight, goodnight, I'm burning star IV
Only I even think of you
No, I don't want to of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

I'll you wish
You burned our time before
I'll live through in a manner
at my own accord
I want to go

So come on bitch, why you laughing now?
You left me here to on my own
So cry on bitch, why you laughing now?

If my shame spills our worth across floor
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm star IV
Only I don't even of you
No, I don't want to think of you
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

Only I even think of you
No life, don't want to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,