.A curse of kindness has fallen upon us
Spells of goodness wasting our youth
Sleep will redeem us, (Our) eyelids are swords
Thoughts are obscene, dreaming is cure
Watch me now as I cut out your Throat!
Yes Priest, my eyes are fiery cold.
As my soul is sold, black is your own
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