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Beloved,
So heavily ridden with tears of the night,
Despair of a weak soul mourning,
For those who are lost in the light,
You feel the fog of sadness
Blind your inner vision,
Oh, what is truly right,
The sanity in your madness
Weak heart,
Does this world know of your sorrows,
The headless horseman, roaming souls of purgatory,
The limbo you are stuck in is Sleepy Hollow,
Look no further to that horizon of darkness,
Look no further,
For demons are parasites of the weary
The seconds of doubt, and lies about the tooth fairy,
They are the living nightmares of our despairs
The tears we drop from our single eye of truth
The pain in the gnashing of teeth,
Cold bones, not knowing what is good
When the hierarchy so seemingly stab us in the back,
Steal our hard earned food,
Drained in the power of gods,
Theβ¦
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