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Here I lie

The night's black, heavy in my head

With the slow grind of hours

And the murmurs of the dead

You offer all the comfort of the graveyard

You love the misery of a tortured soul

You offer all the comfort of the graveyard

Your smile hides the depths to which you can be cruel

Cold skull smile

That doesn't touch your eyes

Your heart of stone

And your soft whispered sighs

The wine of life you turn to evil brew

Stir my mind into a lethal pool

You offer all the comfort...

Hell is high

And the water level low

Death is kind

Compared to your icy cold

You offer all the comfort...