Scattered within the boundaries of the Northern sky
Stars pledged by Orion, our matriarch breathes
With whisper of the wind, we heard them bleed
O mother of my vigor hear this cry
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A vagabond, embraced by the filth of the mankind's waste
Gazed upon the day with tainted bliss, will I stand?
For death's grip is assured, longing for the yesterday's blaze.
Vermin from the streets welcomed me with grand.
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"Shadow song you bore the mark of damnation, have you not? "
Thy wounds shall be forgotten, but not I.
On the face of isolation and judgement, you rot.
Cost of blood-lust had been clear on the obscured sky
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Water, a shapeless memory to begin with
How can you see through all the symmetry?
Thrilled by time and anxious to be freed
Can you hear me? With all my frailty
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