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Hurtful summoning of Gods left behind
And with great cause you¡¯ll suffer in pain
Your words fall upon deaf ears
Never again to swallow the lies

You¡¯re not the savior of this world, a simple life has come to pass
You¡¯re not the answer to my faith, I¡¯ll never give you what you need

I am the darkness in your dreams
Your vile heart keeps me alive
After all the pain that you¡¯ve been through
Do you believe that he¡¯ll be there for you?

You¡¯re not the savior of this world, a simple life has come to pass
You¡¯re not the answer to my faith, I¡¯ll never give you what you need

Novella reservoir tortures me, only the broken remain

Final days arrive and the curtain drops
The only face you¡¯ll see is that of shame
Where do you think he gets his strength?
Drawn from the mindless and empty as them

You¡¯re not the savior of this world, a simple life has come to pass
You¡¯re not the answer to my faith, I¡¯ll never give you what you need

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The Novella Reservoir
Novembers Doom



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