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A Statue of Ashes December 27, 2014 at 9:24pm I was once lost in a moment of time She was right behind me I've tired to tell them Sometimes... It's always the same There were once whispers Behind my shadow And it's always the same She was right behind me I couldn't tell them Sometimes... There are whispers Behind my shadows She wanted this world And it's riches of illusions The kingdom of Sodoma The kingdom of flesh It's always the same She was right behind me I've tired to tell them But it's all the same Of whispers behind my shadow Sometimes... It's always the same Sometimes... There are whispers Behined my shadows Ashes remain without her Ashes remain unseen of your beauty So clear as fallen leaves As crumbled ruins unknown Past present and future Ashes remain without beauty There was once Ashes behind me There was once ashes behind my hands My hands had once held the ashes of her shadows Past present and future There were once whispers behind my hands She became a statue of ashes Yet It's always the same Her shadow was once behind me Yet she became ashes as white as snow She was once behind me And it's always the same For all my broken promises Have become unto ashes lost in halls of broken mirrors One is free to leave it's cage One can leave this shadow Yet, It's all that she can't leave behind Of her crumbled stateus of ashes I have not looked back Yet, I can feel her ashes on my hands What have you done? What have you become? She was once so dear to me Before she became a statue of ashes behind me
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
A Statue of Ashes
A Statue of Ashes December 27, 2014 at 9:24pm I was once lost in a moment of time She was right behind me I've tired to tell them Sometimes... It's always the same There were once whispers Behind my shadow And it's always the same She was right behind me I couldn't tell them Sometimes... There are whispers Behind my shadows She wanted this world And it's riches of illusions The kingdom of Sodoma The kingdom of flesh It's always the same She was right behind me I've tired to tell them But it's all the same Of whispers behind my shadow Sometimes... It's always the same Sometimes... There are whispers Behined my shadows Ashes remain without her Ashes remain unseen of your beauty So clear as fallen leaves As crumbled ruins unknown Past present and future Ashes remain without beauty There was once Ashes behind me There was once ashes behind my hands My hands had once held the ashes of her shadows Past present and future There were once whispers behind my hands She became a statue of ashes Yet It's always the same Her shadow was once behind me Yet she became ashes as white as snow She was once behind me And it's always the same For all my broken promises Have become unto ashes lost in halls of broken mirrors One is free to leave it's cage One can leave this shadow Yet, It's all that she can't leave behind Of her crumbled stateus of ashes I have not looked back Yet, I can feel her ashes on my hands What have you done? What have you become? She was once so dear to me Before she became a statue of ashes behind me
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
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