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As I followed in the footsteps

And I reached inside the door

The key to her existence

Surely left me wanting more

The cemetery gate shined brightly

Soon I stepped inside

I faced a mirror on the grave

Not sure I was alive

The struggle to embrace her

Just so deadly and forlorn

No one could replace her

With those eyes so full of scorn

Look inside, face the whore

It's time to escape

Before the crypt implodes

Look inside, face the whore

It's time to escape

Run away and hit the road