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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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