Darkest Day
into the light of the burning flame I am your child that can't be tamed watch the calm im in chains killed in the flood so hear my name here comes the dawn on the darkest day pricked by the thorns of your soul today violent light hit by a switch blood on the hands of that nasty witch forked tongue licks the wounds head in tonight as it consumes all of the light on the darkest day pricked by the thorns watching it decay all of the light on the darkest day killing the light watch it decay
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