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You leave yourself behind

In the arms of the mob and their fear

You burn like their torches

With the true passion of disbelief

And you love your pain, in every way

Her dress is still on the ground

You cannot find your prey now,

Her ghost still clutching at you

This, where you left her dead

Save me from them, attend to my wake

We wield our laughter like sadness

Like hours only borrowed in death

Please let me in, into your heart

With all but your shadow concealing me

Darkness revealing I fall...

Paradise was yours, dismembered now

On a throne with a crown and an opera

And your eyes can't stand the light

In the dying of night, you drown

You have forsaken birth,

And spoken in tongues of salvation

This is a plauge of hands,

A life of stolen treasure

Take me from them, I have no one else,

I'll sear my way straight through your bosom

With claws and with teeth right through you

I'll tear you apart, like the dress that you loved

You kept your rage safe for the mornings

When I was defenseless and weak...

Yours is the night, avatar of sorrow

Far from your own, lost and alone

I wept for you, gave my eyes to see

All that was you, gave my hands to feel

I gave my life for you lies,

Called you out, forced to cry

Gave my breath for your breath

Come lay your hands upon me

Yours is the night, avatar of sorrow

Far from your own, lost and alone