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I'm a priest for the poorest
I'm but a raft in a sea of sorrow and
You in my wine
from my cup, mocked my rhyme
Your slit tongues licked my aching

Put a stake my heart!
And drag me into
So awake for greed
As slaying the dreamer

Swansong for the of Night
God it hurts, give a name to the
Our primrose path to hell is growing

Blame me, me
Coward, a for nothing scapegoat
kid, living a dream
Romantic only on

Tell me why you all that was mine!
as you lay don't lead me astray!

Wake up, mow the
You'd be nothing me
my life if you have the heart to die

You bastards tainted my
Raped my words, me a fool
Gather your precious glitter and me be
The Great are all dead
And I'm tired, too

I truly you all!