Absent away, we wander along
In the darkness we find, terror clings on
Eyes wide open, reveal the night
Far away is the retreating light
In this green garden, death lingers near
The realms of insanity are all we hear
Deeper your heart is slowing down
Slowly you lower your head, and begin to drown
The water is warm and so sweetly you slip
Life has lost meaning, when love loses grip
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