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TWILIGHT

sins of my past stain our hopes
i'll touch your hand and disappear in the breeze

spit tastes of blood i don't mind
īcos it's as much yours as it is mine

welcome home your just in time for twilight
welcome home your just in time for fadeout

all surface no feelings
thin as air and cold as snow

walking up these streers is the hardest thing
i fight myself for every step of the way

silent scream in it's name
violent whisper in your name. in your name. in your name...