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I am cursed, more than any haunted soul

And have been dead for over eight decades

It is who I am, a slave of flesh

In your blue eyes

There's no reflection

In your blue eyes

I see the end

I am cursed, more than any haunted soul

And have been dead for over eight decades

It is who I am, a slave of flesh

A slave of death

She reached out with her hand

I was the one possessed

The one to pull the trigger

To put a bullet in my head

She reaches with her hand

I'm possessed

Don't be afraid

And put a bullet in your head