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WOKE UP AT MIDNIGHT NO SUN ON MY FACE A COLD DEVIL MOON STRETCHED THE SKY BROKEN AND LONELY AND TIRED OF DISGRACE SUICIDE RIPPED THROUGH MY EYES I'LL BE OVER YOU AND YOUR ARMY OF LIES ANGELS LIVE INSIDE AT THE ROOT OF THIS CHILD PLASTERCINE PROMISES THAT CAME TO MY DOOR WERE BROKEN AND BURNED IN MY DREAMS ALL THAT YOU LIVED FOR HAS TURNED UP ASHORE AND THE MEMORIES HAVE WASHED OUT TO SEA I'LL BE OVER YOU AND YOUR ARMY OF LIES ANGELS LIVE INSIDE AT THE ROOT OF THIS CHILD From Letras Mania