Soul-as-grave
help me to crave
Don't make my desires die
You're welcome
to my soul-as-grave
Possess my dead feeling's cry!
So leave
your mongrely light
You're welcome to a burial vault
There is
the eternal night
There is only death and cold
Oh, let
me be your slave
Forget about my hate
I'll wait for you
in my soul-as-grave
Where you will never be late!
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