Pain runs through life Pleasures' other side Fear, some say, gives us such long lives Leads us where we drive Time will soon be born It is starting at
I've got a million to choose from A million ways things could be In dull moments I feel like There's a million options I see The trouble is choosing
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I'm central to nowhere Thinking of sweeping it clean When we choose to go were losing more than just our surroundings Ive gone around the sides of
This precise time and right here Are not going anywhere I've had enough of new todays For once I'd like to go another way I speak my last words and
Remember all you've forgotten I can't put those thoughts away Everything I've thought's in my head to stay Now what do we get for trying to follow
So each day would be new I build you to sleep That's the idea of dying but you'll just have to see You can do what you want or so you think But til
Well I spent the night in heaven I wanted to figure it out for myself I spin around the fortress You never know the currency that we all run on We
Now that the day has come I see myself as everyone I am what?s all around me No, nothing it just cannot be Feeling has come from the sun Like most everything
Are we Down for the same cause We don't know what we stand for When the moments start to crack You do lose track where your head's at And I am unreachable
Today will not be happening We've come too far away from being to be at all We're putting the law back in your hands Today we're setting our sights for
On the floating, shapeless oceans I did all my best to smile 'Til your singing eyes and fingers Drew me loving into your eyes And you sang, "Sail to
Hellfire reigns like a murderous breeze struggles for the dominance of the gruesome Beast. Devil and the chaos are both in our side and odious wrath
Empyreal Dispair [music: Abate, lyrics: Blachier] ashes in the garden poussiA?re d'étoile sur le lit du destin blood flowing in the garden la
So cold are the spaces between the stars For blackened suns are the only legacy of worlds long dead X'atham ry'aa, Tha'zai tonn Darker than a score of
Trust everyone Carry, Weight of the world Feel, My decay Feel, So alone
[THE KEEPER OF THE NINTH SHARD:] So cold are the spaces between the stars... For blackened suns are the only legacy of worlds long dead. [ZURRA:] The
Not, everyone Can carry, The weight of the world Feel, My decay Feel, So alone