Down below
The broken home
We enter Despair
Upon out stair
The midnight stars
Stretch on afar
To the never ending twilight
Day towards Night
Then Dawn
Till all is calm
We are Whole
We are One
We are the monsters
That has turned, Become
What we find
If we look behind
The ever bearing soul
Is burdened to toll
With secrets that Bind
To Truth, that is
A result of Faith
Of masks, Of Fate
Always wonder
What is means to you
The Silent Lamb
The Tortured Truth
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