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In these that crash my ears
I now this in fear
With the turn I name as the bastard's son
Who by fire I come
Through this I might cut
Atop this tower of loss and

I'll towards you
I in the now hate you

make you wish
You hadn't our time before
I'll live through this in a
Cursed at my own

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

In my presence you might
this fiction I must fake
Your death to grace, the of my character
With lessons he might learn
All the from here must burn
For as God demands in the end we

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

I'll you wish
You hadn't burned our before
I'll live through this in a
at my own accord
I want to go

So on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
You left me to fend on my own
So cry on bitch, why aren't you now?

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

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