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[By Anti] Silent is the night Blurred is the sight Obscure are my thoughts Red are my hands I hear the winds that brings the death I see the darkness that takes the life The abyss of the mankind feed my lust The weak beauty of their denied sorrow Tears of waste drops on my bleeding skin Colours darkened as I bless my life with wounds The wounds of yearning The wounds of end This insignificance of this life This dismally world in that we're captured The meaning of life - futile and indifferent Finally life gives way the reign of death From Letras Mania