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The river Im bound to be found in,
A rope chosen bound for the hang,
When Im blinded I think I see everything,
Convincing myself again.
This god that I worship,
This demon I blame,
Conspire as one, exactly the same,
Its exactly the same.
Descending,
To never recover the pieces,
To all that weve lost,
Recover the pieces lost,
The pieces to all weve lost.
I shudder to think of the consequence,
Its blasphemy simple and true,
The tragic protagonist torments,
Convincing myself again.
This god that I worship,
This demon I blame,
Conspire as one, exactly the same,
Its exactly the same.
Descending,
To never recover the pieces,
To all that weve lost,
Recover the pieces lost
The pieces to all weve lost.