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Masks concealed the real mourning
No noise were allowed
Misfortune came with large steps
Enveloped the future into a shroud

The bride wears black tonight

Valleys got deeper and deeper
The summits disappeared in beautiful
Clouds a path
In sick infinity
Deep abysses and beside it

Travelled in endless trains
Try to solve my existence
Sins, often pure temptation
Praised, hallowed, just lies <i>[repeat]

Voices to bear, inner futility
Be it true, be it my love
Coming to torture you...
...to torture you with my devotion

[repeat 1st verse]

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Prologue: The Bride Wears Black
Evereve



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