I act the role in classic style of a martyr Carved with a twisted smile, To bleed the lyric for this song To write the rites to right my wrongs An epitaph to a broken dream To exorcise tis silent scream A scream that's borne from sorrow.
I act the role in classic style of a martyr Carved with a twisted smile, To bleed the lyric for this song To write the rites to right my wrongs An epitaph to a broken dream To exorcise tis silent scream A scream that's borne from sorrow.
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