This is house of death
In the darkness embrace,
Silence, lost in the race.
In your arms lightly Grace.
Take my hand, take your chance.
Oh, the fucked play in chess.
Frightly, lost in the way.
I prepare with you stay.
It was maybe in may.
Running to out ray.
I forgive in your lost.
I consided be must.
In the darkness the just.
lies and hateness in trust.
This is house of death.
To be light. No the less.
house of death
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