Sadness is a house
Without owner
But you must have a key
with a long forgotten murder
weight of history
Dare to enter guillotine gate
Power that has no pain
Creates lovehate
You are the one of the main
Who are the reason of pain
But strange to realize you're the only one
I don't feel the wish to assassinate
Destruction in not thing to please how could you disagree
Just mania and mad release without breaking free
Blood is the key
Rage is just a dirty porch
Ghost of reflection
Ghost with a torch
Curse is reflection
The blindness is a wall
But always in the depth wait for a call
demons hiding in the every corner how could you disagree
the utopia of law and order crushed by passion victory
cure is infection
it stares at you from far beyond so close
this place is touched by ghostly wind that never blows
Curse is reflection
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