The 23rd Dynasty
Cold Colours
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My shattered heart lies bleeding
Restless emptiness, cold oblivion
Paralyzed be my depressive reality
Never-lasting hope brings back nothing
Minutes turn to days, all the truth is lie
All that i’ve been told, escaping reasoning
I pray for an end, receive immortality
This purgatory mind - crying out
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As i awake to my dynasty of broken dreams
I realize there’s no one, nothing left to achieve
As i awake - i realize - to my disdain - i am alone
The perfect plan to ruin all
No more concern to you