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I used to look at the flames so often

I used to walk alone

My dreams are like windows, broken

Burnt and drowned in the dark

Once I was a dream myself

Once I was free

You burnt your code in me

Black as pitch

Look at the faces in the flames

Is your image there?

Knocking at hell's door

You've lost all your weakness

Spit your entrails around here

Fade your black wings

You are at home now, you are a part of me

Are you the one I should share my death with?