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It's just another funeral beneath the sea
Marching along with the echoes
Life has no meaning here
And time doesn't move forward

Tonight we bid farewell
To the deserts of bleeding wounds
To the shame of worthless souls
To the throats of cheating mirrors

I will meet you there for the last time
Guiding the march across the nothingness

Today the lunar lights
Will guide the echoes through the depths
To bleed the ears of the dawn
As the ray of sun cracks the surface
All voices here will disappear

Hear the choirs of tortured souls
Pray for all the unanswered calls
And weave the flood
Weave the waves.

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