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My bones burn
Ashes become dust
We smell the undead
Fire freezes the core of your heart
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Today was the day i died
What people would let him sit there?
Cornered by the walls i cried
He was in there cold and bare
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My bones burn
Ashes become dust
We smell the undead
Fire freezes the core of your heart
when all hope is gone
there is none to look for
how many people feel the same
i ask myself
crashing angels
falling glass
circle the skies
who is there
where is there
and where it smashes
is where it bleed unti l
fall down
down to the grown

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