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This will be my storm to defeat,

You will dance in black snow and misery

To the sound of carnivals,

I wash the rust away from you

And with your golden skin

You steal all the glow from the sun

What world lies beyond the smoke

As the dust settles on our clothes

They slid their envelopes

Neath our door just to see me twitch

Wake up, my hands are tied

To a girl and her corroded soul

By god I think I know her,

By smile... by name...

She lays puzzles with a broken mirror

Makes a picture of a factory,

I try to slit my throat with my pillow

To feel what she feels...

I try to touch myself, I can still hear

I can still smell their passion

What numbness pass through my veins,

No lust... no shame...

They used to be so brave,

Do you recall, do you remember anything?

We played a bold messiah,

Do you believe, do you pretend to be anything?

All my life I have seen your face,

And the end is always near, here with you

I saw you lose your ground

In a marvelous black and white

On the tiles I write you down,

Like a scar painted hologram

This room will pass you by

As you hang yourself in the draft

With your needle halfway in,

What else will you take from me?

Wake up, your hands are tied,

And the wars that you fought forgotten

And the beauty of the slaughter

Escapes you, your mind is tried

They whisper in the voice of your blood

Of the day when you will save them all

See me leaning on the windowpane

To feel what you feel...

Come make my soul as your soul,

Be the machine, be the cruel fight for beauty

What numbness pass through your veins

All lust... no name...

We are the wildest of them,

You cannot die, I cannot see you dancing

We've lived our lives in anguish,

I cannot move, you cannot flee this horrid place

I paint myself a mouth with which to kiss you

Your abstinense! No city shall ever burn here,

You can't sear me, I play with the cold horizon

And please myself, and watch you when you are sleeping

A child once wept at the sight of your milkwhite body

You will return to me,

From the hallway and from the dream

Why are you afraid, my love?

This is the grave you have dug for yourself

I watch you melt away,

While you die in your masquerade

This world will pass you by

To a song trailing down from above