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2007 copyright by Noir
[Illusion]
Irresistible existence of a morbid glory
a scream that is wresting the breath
gone are the days of the magic
that grabbed my mind
a hollow abyss of void
is staring back at me
After dusk and darkness have settled in the brilliant rays of this face
it's a sobering torment - a disillusion - a waste of beauty in mind
my mind has been battling with reality
forever ideal fantasy
After dusk and darkness have settled in the brilliant rays of this face
it's a sobering torment - a disillusion - a waste of beauty in mind
Irresistible existence of a morbid glory
a scream that is wresting the breath
gone are the days of the magic
that grabbed my mind
a hollow abyss of void
is staring back at me
After dusk and darkness have settled in the brilliant rays of this face
it's a sobering torment - a disillusion - a waste of beauty in mind
my mind has been battling with reality
forever ideal fantasy
After dusk and darkness have settled in the brilliant rays of this face
it's a sobering torment - a disillusion - a waste of beauty in mind
