Raining, black strings in the heaven thing
Smoking cigars, desperate for someone missing
Waiting for somebody, hell's the place you're leaving
Lost in pathway, unsure of the world's true meaning...
Your death is our horror
You flash in front of the broken mirror
I saw you behind the century-old door
Came back to seize our life once more...
Your eyes are bloodshot red
Your skin is rotten, in shed
After death you laid in bed
"Sweet revenge" are the last words you've said...
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