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I hold you tight
In my mind
But all I hug, so tightly
is but a ghost of your kind

I hold your shadow in my hands
In my grasp
But wherever we stand
At nothingness we'll gasp

Why I have to leave
In our time
I don't know, but in the eve
In the eve of our morning there is no time

There's no time for us
In our world, In my world
However much I wish for us
Time itself is cold, so cold

Coldness seeping through my veins
In my limbs
I try to run, but all in vain
I cannot flee to you, to our sin

Sinless, Sinfull, Sinfullness
In our joining
Atrocities, breaking all in our bliss
And in the bliss we're rejoicing
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