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Youre the one who plays with fire in the night,
youre the one who scares people with the scythe
Youre the one to tell Him to ever live by,
youre the Lord to shaking all alone
(You're alone!)
Now you left me out to drop His sight:
I wasn't ready for the sunlight to come to my heart
Take me with you, take me far; take me away from the painless soul
Drop the haze; save the skies... reaper never lies
Now running out to forever alone,
sweating and shivering; cold right to the bone
Pain is come; control to fall...
become for the mad to escape with a bottle from this world
Youre far too alive: try back to the sky
I wasn't ready for the scythe... get me down to the trough
Like lightning from the sky,
the moon is up with pride; go listen, take away
Your place for my lying out... being high, come Heaven above
Drop it now: it falls alive; take me to the sky