Hang your heads, for life is gone.
Start the requiem, none are left breathing.
An undead reign showers over us now,
eternally alive, forever dead.
Echoing requiem, play sweetly into dusk.
Hang your heads, for life is gone. Start the requiem, none are left breathing. An undead reign showers over us now, eternally alive, forever dead. Echoing requiem, play sweetly into dusk. |
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☼ If you live to be a hundred, I want to be a hundred minus one day, so I'll never have to live without you... ☼
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