Dead Of Season
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Dead Of Season
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Sick inside i am falling apart
Dark soul of deadly art
Distorted mind forever insane
Am i lost in this world of pain?
It's my dead of season
Tormented soul burning in grief
No salvation can ever heal
Now my walls are closing in
Unsew my scars to set me free
Dead of season - slit my wrists
Cold darkness is covering me
The end is here to finally set me free
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