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I can see the black light burn
run in time to the rage of the rhythm 
of ages, all is covered in neon dreams 
suicidal screams, my pain, n rage 
are my own. I feel it like black light 
in my eyes, in my brain, it bleeds 
the edge of my humanity 
it's the scars or my secret shame 
my internal war 
Heaven light falls not upon my sands
I live in the blackest of nights 
huddle around a burning black light 
pushing back the folds of time 
I’m not myself 
it bleeds into my mind the past 
a war of the insane
all falls distantly into a drain 
I am my pain, my strife of rage 
my insanity, my profane 
oh, come my sacred rain 
wash away my soul 
as the black light burns
runs, the light reflects nothing 
no more all is gone lost 
evermore nothing 
nevermore 
on follies shores

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