Your gods are dead.
Your songs are sad.
Your thoughts are sick.
Your hopes are killed.
Take your scissors and cut me apart.
Hammer nails in the coffin of mine.
Eyes are burning - tears are falling down.
Stars are dying, stars are dying.
Black rose is on the grave.
It`ll light up road to hell.
I have to hate myself.
I`m leaving this world...
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