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Fallen angels dance the night away

Shambling zombies shuffle with craze

Tortured hums spew from burning guitars

Tears evaporate like dying stars

A tortured soul drenched in kerosene burns to beyond

A spectral semblance returns from oblivion

In the glow of the moon I burn down to my bones

Such sweet agony my final dying moans

Don't cry it's all so phantasmagorical

From the embers of creation, I'm almost corporeal

You are all that is beautiful to me

For the world and all that live here it's too late

Nothing we do , we can placate ourselves

But to what unjust fate?

All we can do is pass the time and hold it all in

And break it down so it begins again

In the glow of the moon I burn down to my bones

Such sweet agony my final dying moans

Don't cry it's all so phantasmagorical

From the embers of creation, I'm almost corporeal

My soul dwells in the spirit world, in a castle of bone

In fantasies that kept me company

Bask in the funeral pyre, you're never alone

The infernal passion sets you free