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Return To Dust
Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn . When the dirt is unearthed and spirits breathe again, taunting demons will reign as frozen screams pierce the wind. Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn. The porcelain hand grazing the box, a bloody knife into the flesh of the only one I've ever loved. Wake from your silent slumber, whisper the words so sacred so somber. Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn. I won't say goodbye. I dare not cry. A voice hauntingly quiet will shout in my mind. Give me a chance to fight away the wicked words. Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn. The ghosts of my past breathing down my back. The bitter silence fades into screams. A mourning moon sighs in disapproval, I never meant to leave. Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn. Shadows melting into the dark. Apparitions haunting me as I turn to find the light. Twisted lies cause me to trip, and so I fall helplessly, deeper and deeper into the serpent's blackened venomous pit. Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn. A fallen angel looms above the stone, confining the gnosis. Give me the courage to sleep in the arms of death, immortal I lie, chained within a hollow coffin. Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn. Despair beckons a world enchanting. I fall into paradise, the breath of innocence surrounding me. My body numb and lifeless, I surrender my all to you. I need only the key of sorrow to lead me through. Until the casket falls. Until the last soul is called. Until the final breath is drawn. The solitude is euphoric as an illusional cloak of silver spiders swallows the last soul. Goodnight black rose of eternity. Goodbye dearest gothic phantom. Tonight the earth will again consume me. I'll return to dust when all is done. When the casket falls. When the last soul is called. When the final breath is drawn.
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