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Silence falls upon this place
Wrapping us in its tight embrace
Dark is there when should be light
Blackness spills from what was white
The fabric of time is bent and broken
Rules exist as they are spoken
Written words are cast aside
The holy god has fled to hide
The evil rises consuming all
To icy depths I take the fall
I plunge into the colorless chasm
The feel of death like an orgasm
Begging me for a release
I wish the pleasure would never cease
Pleasure gone and pain sinks in
Again I survive this twisted sin
My wrists are cut the pain is bliss
Every time I do its less like this
Its not long enough it hurts not enough
Returning to bliss is becoming tough
The pain the solid ecstasy
The relief that was flooding out of me
Again I fail to press the tide
Again I fail in suicide