"For some reason I can't explain,
I know Saint Peter won't call my name.
Never an honest word,
But that was when I ruled the world."
Everything fades.
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"Talk to my soul later midnight, when the
moon's at its peak. That's the only way of
communication that I know, because my
physical lips will stutter if I told you about
how I want to tear my human skin apart
and go out."