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Sometimes I remember teardrops falling from the sky
Like silent screams of famished memories
Howling in the night
Sometimes I destroy splendor by my own despair
I stay awake 'til morning breaks
Hopelessly gasping for air

Again I recoil (on and on I roam)
With my back against this blood red soil
This is heaven (but I'm not sanctified)
Pine oil heaven

Sometimes I'm ashamed of myself, of my own dismay
I open my mouth and preach forgiveness but I'm the one to blame
Sometimes I take love for granted, room without a view
My hand gets loat in glowing darkness
Reaching out just for you

Again I seek (on and on I roam)
The blemished roots on my conceit
This is heaven (but I'm not sanctified)
It's my heaven, pile oil heaven

On and on I roam (sic transit gloria mundi)
On and on I recoil
With my back against the wall

It's ironic...

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