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         Suffocate! 
        In our shroud of regrets 
        Where wars of idealism 
        Are fought - and lost! 
        To the bitter angels of our nature 
        Where our shadow falls in tears 
        Time turns voices into stone 
        Where our shadow falls in tears 
        Time turns voices into stone 
        Death whispered on angel's frozen breath 
        Borne down by hoary wings 
        A butcher's kiss 
        A butcher's caress 
        Where our shadow falls in tears 
        Time turns voices into stone 
        Where our shadow falls in tears 
        Time turns voices into stone 
        
        
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