IllwillLake Of Tears
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Poison in my blood, running through my veins
Panic disorder, growing, just the perfect day
Fever in my mind, my vision's getting dim
A purple tone is spreading on my pale skin
A cold place, such a cold place
Time is standing still but life is fading fast
Am i still here dreaming or am i dead at last
A cold place, such a cold place
Can't wake, i hang for my mistakes
Cold fact, my life will always be black
Dead race, a bitter place, cold
Black, fucked!
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