Azul Noir

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Death Or Your Arms

In the night your voice broke through my pain
Calming my restless dreams
They faded together and left like a vapour
You became real and I lived in you till I died

Now after death I exist as the damned
My salvation is held in your hand
Your escape is the catalyst of my end
Sped up, Slowed down

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