The Tomb For the Prayers

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In this world, it all ends
The force is being drained from me
For the fall, I wait
For my weakness, I banish

In this life, I'm fading
For some mercy, I need
For someone to hold my hand
I crave

Dreaming about the sweet death
For a prayer to reach the heavens
A written confession
From an angel that is haggard
I wrote the book of agony
Pages that have been customized to prevail
Can I become the shadow?

Because no one cares
The promise I made
That no one comes before you
Free from all rules you shall be
Follow me now if you please

Being loved, being in love
No one else comes to care but you.

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