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The mood of darkness Is my desire. My damned darkness Gives my ancient power. Refr.: The candles are Never burn more. All stars on the sky Teardropping gore. There’s no light. Here’s no more Shines the sun. There’s no lore Of the Lair. Of the god Who will fail: The unfairness. The unjust The wrongful The wrongdoing The unfairness. |
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