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Cutting

 

There's a place I dreamt about,

Where my dreams merge with thy truth,

Full of doubtless faith and love,

Broken dreams of stolen youth

 

Stolen beats of broken hearts,

Rainbows bringing faith and hope,

Echoes of child's songs unsung,

Unshed teardrops' waterfalls

 

But you're trying to build a wall,

Take my dreams out of my world,

Cause you want to let me see

That that place does not exist

 

So why should I waste my mercy

On the one who broke my world?

So why should I save your blood

While you're sharpening your sword?

 

Lift your knife up, I'll take mine,

Let me bleed, I'll hurt you twice,

Let our blood flow, red's so nice,

Let our death dreams rise and rise,

 

Let our black tears blind our eyes,

While your thunder breaks my sky,

While my knife dig through your arms

While your life becomes my harm...

 

This is how a world war starts

This is how your whole world ends

 

 

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