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de Fall Of Messiah
I shallow now your future
Into my twisted soul
Your escape is a fiction
In a theatric role
I am the lord of lies
The one you always trust
The one who never dies
And never becomes dust
I am the lord of lies
Into my twisted soul
The ones who never dies
in a theatric role
When I invade your palace
Your eyes will have no tears
Your words will never hunt me
I rule your silent fears
Now my duty is done
Before you set me on fire
Let my existence run within fields of desires...
When fire becomes snow
And wings turns to flames
The blood drops will stain
Your masters' angels' dress
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