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Staring through stained glass Upon hallowed ground I wonder what I'm staring at I wonder what I am... The panes are clear Yet all I see is gray I thought there would be something more To gaze at now This dust should be choking This darkness should be light This headache should be over now This nightmare should be over now I was fucking lied to Everything I was led to believe is wrong My window wasn't supposed to look like this Must be my beliefs were stained From Letras Mania