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Lightheadedness
05:44
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The Color Of Vision Fades To Black
A Weaken Body And Weaken Mind
Culminated From Worrisome Tension
Concluded To Panic Attacks
Trembling Arms
Slurred Speech
Impaired Vision
Lightheadedness
Depressive State
Fearful Death
Shortness Of Breath
Lightheadedness
Total Collapse To The Ground
Leading To Hyperventilation
It Leads To Fear Of Losing Control
It Leads To A State Of Agitation
Why Has The Room Turned Black?
Why Has My Legs Collapsed?
Why Does My Body Feel Weak?
Why Does My Mind Feel Bleak?
Trembling Arms
Slurred Speech
Impaired Vision
Lightheadedness
Depressive State
Fearful Death
Shortness Of Breath
Lightheadedness
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Booming Giant
04:47
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While I’m Alone When The World Stares in Idle
I’m Being Haunted By a Booming Giant
It Hovers Above Me to Spread All It’s Hatred
There Is No Escape From The Toxicity
The Tone Of The Giant Grows Louder Each Day
Mellowed By Sorrow And Brutality
The Booming Giant Still Haunting My Shadow
Where I Wallow in Guilt And Livid Darkness
He Feel So Troubled
Internally and Externally
As The Booming Giant
Continues To Haunt
Its Hard To Live Up To The Giants History
Where The Giant Grew Up In Abusive Domain
My Trauma Is Simple Compared To Its Trauma
It Strikes Fear And Guilt for the Years To Come
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Queen Nightingale
10:37
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As the Somber Church Bell Rings
And The Lonely Widower Weeps
We Gather thee to Bury
The Nightingale Queen
She was Mourned by only a Few
In The Aching Dawn of Anew
Her Legacy is Forgotten
Like Dying Birds That Have Fallen
Her Family Mourns
Her Widower Cries
In An Empty Room Of Silence
And Unforgettable Scorn
In Time Of Passing
Queen Nightingale
Is Turning Over
In Her Grave
Four Of Her Loved Ones Stand
The Funeral is at an End
Each Member Takes One Side
To Take The Casket To The Hearse
With Very Little Help
The Widower Lends A Hand
With Very Little Strength
They All Won’t Be Whole Again
Her Family Mourns
Her Widower Cries
In An Empty Room Of Silence
And Unforgettable Scorn
In Time Of Passing
Queen Nightingale
Is Turning Over
In Her Grave
“As We Lay Thee Thy Rest
Of Our Beloved Queen Nightingale
Let Us Not Let Her Death Be Thy End
But Merely The Beginning
She Wouldn’t Want Us To Drown In Sorrow
Even If There Is Only But A Few Of Us
The Few Loved Ones That Will Always Remember Her
She Wilt Look Down On Us In Heaven”
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Susanna The Beloved
05:38
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Tell My Beloved Susanna
That I Love Her and I Miss Her
But its time for me to die
A Slow and Painful Demise
I Climb to the Highest Chair
Head Up High Near The Ceiling
With My Head Down Low
And A Noose on My Neck
My Last Thoughts is Unexpected Love
And Continued Interference Of Her Life
It's Better to Die Washed Up
Then To Live Like A Stalker
Tell My beloved Susanna
That I love Her and I miss Her
But its time for me to die
And leave this horrid world behind
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Dying Heart Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Combined with the dark atmosphere of The Cure, Joy Division, and Type O Negative and the depressive, explosive nature of Shining, and Lifelover, Dying Heart is bringing the roots of gothic metal while also pushing the boundaries of what hasn't been heard in the genre. ... more
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