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My soul is my dark palace
A smile crosses my face
I'll never leave this
Lonely place
Dark is my comfort
That's all I need
It's all I need
Soon I'll turn violent
Rip you apart
Look in your soul
So different from me
Who cares about you
When it's about me
Who cares about the world
When it's dead and cold
The darks my comfort
Your screaming is pure
Brings delight to my ears
Now screech my pain
Like I know yours
Who cares about you
When it's about me
Who cares about the world
When it's dead and cold
Who cares about you
When it's about me