Riding A Reflection Deep As Snow...
It Reflects My Life In Pieces Unknown;
No Sound, No Thoughts,
Just The River Of Blood That's Sought;
Ripping Me Apart, Renting Me Asunder,
Leaving Me Laughing, With Insane Thunder;
My Screams Are Lost In The Flickering Flame,
Lost To The Sky,
Found In My Name;
The Pain Reaches Such A Height, That I Cannot Stay Alight;
Burning, Burning, Burning So Bright,
Yet Now I Fizzle...
As There's Nothing Left To Burn,
And Nothing Left To Scream;
Now I Fizzle,
As Everyone Else Dreams...
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