The Scent
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The Scent
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The touch of your hand on my face
Felt like heaven I have suffered for many decades
Without a single moment of tranquility
The distant heart of mine
Felt many hits by this blade
Called loneliness and shame
In loneliness, I died
I witnessed the death of my soul
Your scent was left behind
Darkness came and took me away
I was lost
Forever I was lost
Your heart felt the fire inside, it burns
You beg for hell to bring back what's mine
In loneliness, I died
I witnessed the death of my soul
Your scent was left behind
Darkness came and took me away
I was lost
One memory for you to remember me
This dagger of fire shows me the meaning of blood
Your heart felt the fire inside, it burns
You beg for hell to bring back what's mine
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Depressed Mode performs "The Scent", and this lyric page sits inside the Depressed Mode catalog on LyroVerse.
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