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MANDRAGORA SCREAM
MADHOUSE |
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Frail Midnight
I was made of light,
I was made of life,
I may lose my faith
but I won’t lose my pride.
I’ll outgrow my race
I’ll brave-out with you
lives that engrave my brain.
My wings full of pain, holdin’ you with me,
I will promise you...
Weavin’ flawless chains, through the dawn of shades.
You said, you belong to me!
You said, you’ll belong to me!
I’ll disclose your shades
‘til the rest of time...
I will give you dark Heaven, Infernal nights...
...Evenfall of night...
...Innards of my mind...
Limelights engrave my brain
blasphemous and blind everything you saw.
I will promise you...
Weavin’ flawless chains, through a midnight’s shade
You said, you belong to me!
You said, you belong to me!
There’s a place where you’ll belong to me...
Frail midnight through my haze.
...Creepin’ and dyin’ across sacrifice
you’re greedy of grace, your Jesus a slave.
You’ll rave in your creed.
My Lucifer’s groan is alive.
My bleedin’ faith reigns!
Blasphemous and blind everything you saw.
I will promise you...
Weavin’ flawless chains, through a midnight’s shade.
You said, you’ll belong to me...
You said, you’ll belong to me...
There’s a place where you’ll belong to me.
Frail midnight through my gaze
Frail...
Holdin’ you with me!
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