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Twisting perceptions of myself. |
| Under Moonlight Laying underneath the moon light, I feel a tear drop In a single moment in which my heart stops And I feel death take hold and capture my soul Hades' greedy hands grabbing my clothes And now I've been called into question As to whether or not I can resist the grip Whether or not I take the sip of Persephone's drink We'll it's judgment day and I float Like a night of calm waters I'm just the boat With the grace of a ghost I move from host to host I am always with you, but you will never know I have touched you forever, I have stitched a soul I take the broken pieces, I mend, a repairer of hope A muse of the music of life I play these notes Each chord is an event that can change a life I can save or sacrifice a soul a night But my time is near The end of our days are soon, never feel love nor fear |