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Gates of hell
Fighting light, living dark
Silently, ripping me apart
Your hands are cold, they show no love
And here I thought
You came from above
Desperation
Blinding me
I beg of you to set me free
I fight against you, to no avail
As we reach the gates of hell
Your wicked laughter rings out high
As I take one last look toward the sky
We disappear beneath the sand
Giving way to foreboding land
Here we lye in decaying dark
With nothing left but, bleeding hart
I take your hand for I cannot see
It blazes hot against my skin Your fire burns me for my sin
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