To those whom I miss,
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And to those who would miss me
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Life is short, but long in the living
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Going forth on the uncertain paths of the future
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Seeking an outlet, a path, in vein
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There where that tunnel so familiar
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And that wall banishing the light
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Stifling forever the hope of better day
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Curs'd be she who gave me birth
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Prisoner of life, I await my deliverance
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I am weary of the struggle for chimeras
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Of sensing the weight of time, past and future
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I began my descent as from that first day
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This night shall be mine, that of the great leap
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There will be a war, a key, a door
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Faced with the dilemma of the cord
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Short are the paths which lead to the tomb
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Drunk with eternity I topple the chair beneath my feet
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The phobia of the infinite is speedily replaced by darkness
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This profound and absolute darkness
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Which I have dreamed of for so long
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'Till We Meet Again...
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| Samael |
