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I've christened skies,
And murdered dreams,
I'm what you call,
(A) Spine chilling breeze,
I'm in your blood,
I am your sins,
You need me now,
More than you fear.
I am the unhallowed.
Black to the blind,
Won't be left behind,
You cunts gave me,
Less than I deserved.
Chances are,
That you deal the cards,
But I still hold aces,
Up my sleeve.
I've christened skies,
And murdered dreams,
I'm what you call,
(A) Spine chilling breeze,
I'm in your blood,
I am your sins,
You need me now,
More than you fear.
Now like a scarecrow I stand alone,
This lump of fevered flesh and bone.
At the end of my lonesome ride,
I still stand tall and filled with... pride.
I've christened skies,
And murdered dreams,
I'm what you call,
(A) Spine chilling breeze,
I'm in your blood,
I am your sins,
You need me now,
More than you fear.