No matter if you're good or bad...
Our end lies in a cold, lonesome graveyard
Our memories, ideals, buried together with us
As well as the hope of finding a free world.
I feel poisoned, but I'm told I should feel loved
The curtain falls and the plot starts
Two souls, were one once, but now... separated
A human eye can't see how it feels being caged.
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