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Like a sentence of Death
I've got no options left
I've got nothing to show now
I'm down on the ground, I've got seconds to live
And you can't go now
'Cause love, like an invisible bullet,
Shot me down and I'm bleeding
Yeah I'm bleeding

And if you go furious angels will bring you back to me
Will bring you back to me

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what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

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I woke up on a journey, the road ahead in my mind's eye
its lessons universal and its beauty hard to hide
The way, it opened for me like the drawbridge of a castle
Underneath the tragedy I found the Cave of Crystal
Do not fear the traps you set years ago,
now seething to taste your blood.
Knowledge will not come unless you're bold enough to peek inside.
Follow Inanna's footsteps down. To hell with the bumpy ride.