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Turn around my friend
And watch it all go down
With your heart, with your mind, let it sink
Believing your thoughts soon will migrate
To a place where your soul is a storm
The insight still make you aquiver
The ethereal glow of the master
Who controls all your imminent thoughts
Is consuming your way to salvation, heed
Oh, as fire breaks the dawn

Pervasive hatred
Now intruding your inner reluctance
Wuthering days are
Extending your breakdown

Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown above your conscience turns cold (Cold)
Greeting somber ages to come

Speeding through chambers of illusion
Summoning the ghosts of ourselves
The aurora of our blind faith
It is me but it's you that I feel
The shivers are constant but soothing
The love for the order of sins
It's faithful but still it is spreading disease

Pervasive hatred
Now intruding your inner reluctance
Wuthering days are
Extending your breakdown

Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown above your conscience turns cold (Cold)
Greeting somber ages
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown above your conscience turns cold (Cold)
Greeting somber ages to come
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown above your conscience turns cold (Cold is your state of woe)
Greeting somber ages
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown above your conscience turns cold (Cold)

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